You once asked me if you were a color, what color would you be.
“Easy,” I answered.
“Yellow.”
“Why?”
You are genuinely such a happy person. Your sun warms my soul and you make me feel complete. Obviously, complete looks yellow.
“What color am I?”
You thought for a moment
“You’re green. Forest green.”
“Why?”
You’re adventurous. You’re classy. You’re educated. You’re sophisticated. You’re green.
You picked a color based on how you truly see me. I picked a color based on how you made me feel. It was in that moment I truly realized how selfish I had been loving.










