Collision: Commentary on Societal Opposites in Relationships

When I feel the warmth of your embrace I feel at home,

But I am also drowning in your rays of sunlight because I have always been surrounded by cold.

I have never been bathed by the rays of the sun that stem from your dimpled smile,

But I also do not know what it means to be swallowed by your shade of amber.

Am I torn because part of me is seemingly erased when I admit my love for you?

It is the voices of society telling me I am colorblind.

Or have I just been hidden from the color of your aura?

I have so many questions about what it means to love you.

But I know that I will spend the rest of my life trying to figure out those questions.

For, if I knew all the answers already, there would be no purpose in figuring it out.

What is my identity now that you are a part of me?

I'd be the first to admit I have no idea.

But I am willing to spend every minute of the rest of my life learning more about it.

Part of society tells me that I am abnormal.

But what is wrong with that?

What is normal anyway?

Normal is policing any differences you have in order to fulfill what society thinks.

Do you think that I am erased because I love you?

No.

But do you understand why I ask this?

Yes.

Normality is the bridge in which I have never been able to step across.

It is something that you grew up believing was the only answer until you met me.

So now you cross over into my shades of gray society could never name.

And you sit here with me.

You spread your warmth and empathy.

Your gentle hue, cascading into mine.

Identity.

I am a part of yours, as you are of mine.

So, are you abnormal, and are you prepared to face the shackles of society's prison with me?

I hope so.