Color blind

Everything was gray. And it was fine. But then, they came into my life. And I somehow knew that I loved them because now the grass and trees were red and the ocean and sky were yellow. Meeting them turned my whole world upside down. And now, it was so much better than just fine. Seeing the world in this perspective, as if my home was some alien planet, bewildered me. They bewildered me. But, they told me their world was still gray. I was not my soul mate's soul mate. There was another out there for them. But that was ok. Because they brought color and joy to my life. Even if the colors I saw were wrong. Even if they were broken. I was somehow miserably unmiserable.