Nobody likes yellow.

It’s most peoples least favorite color.

Despite it being the brightest.

The color that represents joy.

But nobody likes yellow.

Only blue, pink, or green.

Occasionally red.

Everyone picks one of those colors.

But not yellow.

Not the sunshine or joy.

Not the laughter or good memories.

Or anything else in hues of yellow.

But yellow paints across my mind.

Whenever I get sad.

Erasing that greyscale.

That I so often see.

Yellow is the color I see when I look at you.

And can’t help but smile.

And know that everything’s ok.

And hold inside my heart.