If love is a colour, it'd be red. Bright, with all its might. Intense. But falling in love with you feels more like baby blue. Soft and comforting, never once aggressive. Your touch feels like lilac, if ever colours could be touched. Hesitant and careful yet laced with certainty. Grey is for the days I've spend missing your smile. Dull. Like the sun stop shining for a while. Your kiss, can only be described in shades of gold. A colour that resembles worth. A colour that won't fade with time. Your kisses stay forever gold. And you? Of all the colours in the world, of all the shades artists could name, not one would suffice to embody you. For you are all the colours at once, bursting at its full intensity. You are your own light. And me? I am your deep dark secret. Always in the shadow. Always there for you, even if you can't always see me.