Grey light, new day leaks through the window

It is night, and the clouds lie grey against the blackest black of the sky. A breeze passes, pushing the foggy blanket aside to reveal the most precious diamonds, lost suns to galaxies unknown.

I want to sleep outside next to you. I want to share everything that it beautiful with you. Because I can see beautiful things too. Even though grey is one of my favorite colors, it is because it is calm, passive, soothing. Like the night sky, it can amaze me and put me to sleep all at the same time. But I can see in color too. I can see purple flowers blossoming in the neighbor's garden, I can see cherry blossoms blowing off of their branches, dancing in the wind. Sunsets, sunrises, a mother and her child.

Sometimes beauty makes me want to cry in the best way imaginable because I'm so filled with joy that I don't know how to express it.

I trust you now. And that alone, is beautiful.