"Why do you love me when I do not love you?"  He asked me one summer night
"Why do you love the color red so much?" I asked him as he lay next to me.
I watched as he said he loved the fiery feeling it gave him, he felt like it showed a spark igniting.
"Okay, and why do you love the color yellow so much?"
"I look at it and it makes me happy, it lets me know that everything will be okay." He replied
"Why do you love the color white so much"
He said it was pure and good, and it brought him hope of a new day. He loved the simplicity.
We sat and sat, and then the boy asked. "What do my favorite colors have to do with you loving me when I do not love you?"

"Because darling, until you the only color I saw was blue. You showed me a rainbow and for that I will always love you.