When I was in Highschool the doctors diagnosed me as colorblind
I didn't believe them, of course.
Because how I see and what they think are different.
I can see the colors, they just don't understand.

Because I believed I can see it all,
The beautiful colors of her eyes as we watched the sunset
The different shades of her bright sunflower smile
Or how the crisp, yellow sunshine would land on my already-sweaty palms from holding her hand

Not one bit did I doubt myself
I was never wrong
That this is right.
But doctors are always right.

Because I failed to see
How her eyes lost their light whenever she looks at me
The deeper and darker hues of her smile as we walk together
And how I realized without the sun, my hands would be wet with tears and not sweat.

And how I failed to notice the most important thing,
Her feelings, just like the bright blue sky would turn into grey,
Grey that meant nothing.
Like her feelings for me are now nothing.