White In Me

By Rethika S

I was always just white—

the quiet blend of all things bright.

To the world, I was too much

or not enough.

They never paused to see

what shimmered beneath the silence.

But you,

you didn't flinch.

You let me break upon your presence

like light through glass,

and in that fragile burst,

you saw the spectrum I was made of.

Not everyone can bear the bloom

of hidden hues—

but you danced through my white

as if you’d waited all your life

to meet the colours, I couldn’t show.

By Rethika S