Yellow

You see her colour in every person’s laugh,

In the trees and birds,

While watching the world one moment at a time.

You watch her grace,

Her messy hair,

And think perfection is in imperfection.

She texts you worried and frantic,

About your health & wellbeing,

The colour that glows from your phone is one of caring and fret.

When she talks to you excitedly about the things she loves,

Or texts you late at night with the stupidest jokes,

It’s the colour of warmness.

Her ideas & designs,

The way she wants to change the world,

Paints everything in the colour of incandescence.

The times when she’s sad,

The world is muted and tired,

Her colour is one of life.

When you tell her a joke,

And she laughs so hard she cries,

Everything is the colour of joy.

She shows you how silly the world can be,

Permanent markings of her creativity line your walls,

When you are sad, you look at them and think of her.

She giggles when you make height jokes,

Occasionally poking fun back at you,

The colour of amusement shines across her face.

On a sunny day

When the wind is moving,

The trees rustle,

Birds chirp,

People sing,

And you can truly see the beauty in this world,

You see her colour, emanating from everything.

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An old poem of mine about my best friend who I am (still) pretty in love with.