From Grayscale to Cosmic Clarity

It sounds cliché, but it's still true. That the first time I met

you, I just knew. Sometimes I sense things I can't explain.

Like déjà vu living inside my veins. It was easy to love you,

no effort, no fear. Like I'd done it a thousand times for a

billion years. I move through this world like it's blurred and hollow.

A grayscale map that's hard to follow. But you touch me once and

the spectrum broke. Color burst open like the universe spoke. You turned static

into cosmic clarity. Made every moment sharpen inside of me. In your eyes,