colourless world and a colourful boy

black.

white.

that's all my world ever was.

blotchy ink drops on love letters

I'd never send.

roses so delicately white they'd rot

if I touched them.

colourless photos posted on my blog

that everyone said was depressing.

the clothes I wore were never dark enough

to match my soul.

white sketchbooks filled with drawings of humans,

faces contorted in pain; bodies twisted in the life's agony.

black shapes blended with numbing white

to make blurry grey pictures.

but that was before.

before I met you.

you were the one

who brought colour

to my black-&-white canvas.

I unravelled like a skeleton

and bone by bone you figured me out.

you knew the forbidden secrets

carved on the lining of my body.

you noticed the way I flinched

if someone touched my forearm.

you noted my greying complexion

among gaunt cheekbones and ill bruises.

you saw my scars etched into my skin

and the black that had invaded my mind.

you looked into my eyes;

my empty eyes that told you I was lost.

you looked just deep enough

to see my heart,

and faintly whispered:

"let me show you a world of colour..."

you took away my black pens; hid my sad sketches

and enclosed me in a hug.

your chest became laced with tears

as the sunset came up.

that one early morning that we sat on soft cloth,

breathing in the crisp summer air.

the earth tickled our feet

as your fingers intertwined with mine.

for the first time in forever,

I saw colour.

unfolding in the corners of the sky,

stretching over the vast horizon.

pinks swirled with purples

with yellows and oranges comfortable above.

perriwinkle blue was the blanket we rested on;

lime green turned into the grass.

and then I turned to see your face.

you were once a black-&-white person,

somebody who I didn't think could ever

reveal to me something so majestic.

your eyes.

mesmerizing cocoa with flecks of brilliant hazel

gold specks rested in their magnificence

as I couldn't look away.

years from now, when people ask

when did you start seeing in colour

I will simply smile and whisper

"he was the beautiful boy who mended my broken soul"