To The boy who sees in colours....🌈

To the boy who sees music in colours,I know it's not easy being different. The first time you told me that you see music in colours, I was fascinated.Not because I thought there was anything strange about you. It was simply something I had never known existed. You sat me down and explained it to me. You told me that for you, music isn't just something you hear. You see it. Certain sounds, notes, instruments and melodies can trigger colours in your mind. Different sounds create different colours, shades and patterns, almost like your brain translates what your ears hear into something your eyes can see. And you told me what it was like to live with it.To experience music in a way most people don't. I remember listening to you and thinking... How beautiful. You said you liked it when I played the keyboard. And I liked it when you played the guitar.You told me the colours were different when I played. And suddenly, I always wanted to play for you. I wanted to know what colour I'd create next.I wish I could explain how much I loved that. How something as simple as me pressing keys could become something completely different inside your world. Then there were the times we played together.Those moments were different. It felt like a synchrony I'd never experienced before. The keyboard.The guitar. Two sounds meeting somewhere in between. And then you told me we'd created colours you'd never seen before. Do you know what that did to me? I made up my mind right there.I wanted to create new colours for you. Our combination was divine. Maybe that's why I was always dragging you with me to the music room.I wanted more of those moments. More music.More colours. More of us creating something that didn't exist before we played it. I'll miss those moments so much. I'll miss making music with you. I'll miss wondering what colours we're creating. I'll miss the way we'd grin from ear to ear when we were together. I'll miss the little world that seemed to exist whenever we played. You were my home.My muse.My music.My fascination.My chromesthete. And maybe that's the most beautiful thing about you. You taught me that music doesn't always have to be heard. Sometimes... It can be seen. And I got lucky enough to create some of those colours with you. Don't miss me.I don't deserve it....<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/1002912995.jpg"/>

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