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You feel like you’re nothing,
Not a whiff in the wind.
The feeling’s so crushing,
How could you be so blind?

You are my everything.
You are my sun and my moon,
You are my ups and downs.
You are my whole life,
You are my smiles and my frowns.

You are those little moments of bliss
You are my thoughts and my feelings.
You are my first kiss
You are myself and my being.

You control my thoughts
You make me think of you
You take away my free will
You make me say,
You make me do.

You must understand that this is not a bad thing
You are my guidance
You are my compass
You are my saviour
You are my hero

You are who I need
You are for whom I breath.

If I was to go to an eye doctor, they would tell me there’s nothing wrong. But I would tell them, you are wrong. 

My eyes see things that aren’t there. I often see things in black and white while there is color all around me. 

But then again, when I open the eyes of my mind, there are these vivid colors splattered on everything. And it’s so beautiful. 

If I could, I would take a paintbrush and spread the splatters all over myself and pray for it to stay. I prefer to see color, not black and grey.