[ WP ] You have been completely colorblind your entire life and only see in shades of grey . You come across a stranger that appears in total color .

The shrill whistle blew and everyone around me started to board the train, I walked in with them, shuffling my feet and quickly finding a seat not next to anyone. I take a quick scan of the train, watching the stream of grey individuals start to fill the empty spaces and I smile pleasantly as a man sits next to me. He smiles back, but a little uncertain, he takes another look at my direction and says `` dude, why is your shirt bright, and I mean bright, pink''. 
 
 Looking down at my grey shirt I sigh, I asked the lady at the store where I bought it, if it looked nice on me and was n't too bright. I'm sure it wo n't be the last joke someone will play on me. Indulging the stranger I quickly explain that my life is devoid of colour and to me everything looks grey. He frowns at my answer, `` are n't you really sad? it's depressing to have everything grey'' 
 `` I do n't think so'' I respond, `` I've been this way my whole life, to me, it's normal. 
 
 Hours pass and it's finally lunch time, I'm sitting in my usual cafe eating my usual sandwich when she walks in. My eye's are drawn to this beautiful women, she stands out from everyone, because she is not grey. I do n't know how to calm my mind, her dress is so bright it almost hurt's, her hair is darker then the dress but still far richer then anything that surrounds her. She looks at me and smiles, her teeth blind and her eye's are like bright spears that impale my soul. 
 
 I heard the cashier make a off hand remark about her new green dress and I almost lose it. How can she be so calm and casual when talking about this colour green, her dress lights up my whole world and I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I know I ca n't wait, I ca n't live without this women, I need her colour. Getting up I make my way over, `` excuse me, miss, you are the most beautiful women in the whole world, nothing I have ever seen is close to what you are to me'' 
 
 She smiles, but it does n't reach her eye's and my heart sinks. She makes some comment about her being flattered but she is already taken, grabs her coffee and goes. 
 
 I'm now traveling home, and I watch the grey world pass by the window, I watch the blur of grey become one band of colour until I refocus my eye's. I walk home and enter my grey house and lay on my grey bed and all I can think of is that girl, who is she, where does she go, how can I get close to her, how can I keep her around me forever. Because I know now, I know now I'm sad.
