Colors

You are my favorite

I only like you and whatever you like

I don't like anything else. I don't want to

Every moment that I spend without you feels empty

Every part of my body wants to be in touch with you like a magnet torn apart

Every breath calls your name like I am smelling the flowers that you keep looking at

I look at the photos of your hands so that I can imagine I am holding them when I go out

When I look at colors, I don't ask if I ask them.

I ask, will this make you happy

And I capture them if the answer is yes.