By Carissa McHolme
“Don’t you ever feel like you’re wasting your time?”
Zoe asked whilst fidgeting with the elastic around her tiny wrist. “I mean, I
know you love him, but you still don’t see colour,” she continued. I instantly
replied, “I don’t. Zack makes me feel safe. He may not give colour to my dull
world, but he gives me the exact warmth I’m positive shades have. Our love is
more powerful than seeing things differently.” Just the thought of him made my
heart skip a beat. It was clear that he wasn’t my destined lover, but he was my
everything.
It
was Monday morning and Zoe and I were sitting on the train to work together. It
was true, despite how much I loved Zack; I still didn’t see the world in
anything other than black and white with many shades of grey. Meeting your
soulmate was supposed to cause your world to explode in colour. Yet here I was,
5 years into my relationship, and still waiting to experience even a slight
glimpse of a pale warm shade.
