Have you ever look at someone and thought of their colour?
It's just a feeling when you're imagining or looking at the person face, and miraculously, you found some colour for that person.
It is something natural and not just about the colour they like or the most wear colour.
This is something my sis and I do.
Once, she told me I was pink and white to her. And it has been these two colours for very long. I assumed it was because I was always girly. Then, when she see me again this time by February, she said my colour changed. It is now yellow. Because I gave her a bright and bubbly feeling now. She didn't know how to describe it but the colour just change as see me.
I do notice the same change in me.
I am, indeed, happier :)
In the past year, I have struggle too much to appear to be happy. I still remember the day where I was smiling in front of ppl but the next minute, in toilet, I gave a big sigh. And my eyes easily turn red when I listen to just any slow song in the radio. When I drive alone, I gave all out and let the tears flow. I have gone through all this.
Today, I no longer tears for the past. And my smile is the most sincere smile of all. Because I went through the most painful days, the most heartfelt cry and the most bitter smile, my smile today is a true happiness. It feels like you climb a mountain for years and now, I finally reach the top, enjoying the most scenic view. Of course, at times, I look back on the journey I struggle, it was long and painful. But, I have reach the top, I have made it. My journey has made me stronger and grateful.
Maybe this what my sister sees in the yellow.
