Black And White

We lived in a world of shades of gray and black. Patches of white sprinkle the landscape.
They say there is such a thing as color, you just have to fall in love to see it. I, personally, have
never been in love. I’ve never been swept off my feet by prince charming, or swooned over some boy who held open a door for my entry. That was, at least, until you showed up. The dumb boy
who is in love with Jurassic Park and anime. With your shaggy hair and stupid smirk that caused deep dimples to appear in your cheeks. I swear I had never seen blue until I looked into the
oceans that are your eyes and in that moment I was drowning. I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things
or not, for everything else was still black and white. That was until I saw the coral kissed cheeks of the girl down the street after saying goodbye to her boyfriend. Colors were slowly coming into my world. Flooding my vision with neons and pastels. Every time we’d be together a new color would somehow appear, and I knew you saw it too. The way your eyes would drift to something
distant. Amazement shown clearly throughout your features, as a large smile would spread
across your face. The colors we’d see were never the same though. You’d go on and on about the
shades of purples and oranges while my world was made up of blues and yellows. After a few
months all the pieces started coming together. Blues, purples, greens, they were everywhere.
Although all these colors were  amazing and gorgeous something was missing and you knew it too. I remember the gifts you’d give me being beautiful colors with patches of grey. I couldn’t figure out why these colors weren’t showing up, but somewhere in the back of my mind there was a small thought as to why. People have told me red is the last color you see. Red the color of love, passion, and courage. We both knew we were meant for each other but neither of us had admitted it yet. Out of fear I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t know what it meant to be in love, but I’m assuming what we had was as close to true love as anyone could get. I remember the day I finally saw red. We had snuck out your window to sit on the roof. The chilly February breeze making me scoot closer to you for warmth. Eventually we ended up in each others arms
watching the sun slowly set. I looked up at you to see your eyes fixated on me rather than the
setting sun. I recall you slowly leaning in towards me, a tender kiss softly placed upon my
lips. As we pulled apart the words left my mouth without giving them a second thought. 
“I love you.” Your eyes went wide but soon softened as the word I’d been waiting so long to hear finally left you lips.  
“I love you too.” In that moment my vision blurred and refocused. I looked out at the sunset and gasped. Magnificent shades of red lined the horizon. I looked up at you and smiled. In that moment I couldn’t have been happier with the direction my life was heading.