A flower in the midst of blossoming, he flourishes for the first time. Breaking through rubble cast upon him by thoughtless passerbyers, he is finding his colors. He reaches for the sun, embracing it’s warmth and nourishment. He grows now of his own accord, his petals unfurling to share his brightness with the world. Befriending the bees and smiling at the hummingbirds, his enthusiasm spreads far beyond him. In a past life he was a rainbow, bringing avidity to all who beheld his ethereal reflection. His passion fuels his pigmentation. With each incarnation he becomes more chromatic and illuminate, fervor imprinting his physique. A shadow, a breath, a rainbow, now a flower. One day he will make himself into a work of art. A stain glass window.
She has this unwavering faith in the kindness of strangers. She knows exactly how much to expect of someone to push them to be better without pushing too far. She is not nieve or ignorant, she simply chooses not to give up. She calls people out from a place of love. She truly cares and that’s why she’s yelling. She is witty and intelligent and can spar with the best of them. She is living her life with no regrets, fully aware of the mistakes she’s made and owning them, using them to propel her forward instead of letting them pull her back. She rides the winds of life actively letting them take her to where she needs to be and beyond. She may not know exactly what she wants, but she doesn’t let that halt her journey. She is leisurely striding with full confidence down the path of life and pausing to smell the roses. She is here for the fun of the journey, knowing wherever she ends up that she fully enjoyed the ride. She is the strongest cup of coffee with a splash of sweet cream. She is the breath of fresh air after you’ve been underwater just a touch too long. She is the cool summer breeze that gives you goose bumps. She is the pastel chalk flowing smoothly effortlessly into the sidewalk, creating sharp saturated lines.
He sees the world in a slightly different shade than average society. He has removed several layers from the rose colored glasses, which allows him to always be one step ahead in the conversation. He understands the logic of the world’s systems. He knows how to play their games even when they don’t. He could take advantage if you wanted, but he chooses instead to poke at it and expose its weakness. He jests because he can see the more objective reality. He has a subtle confidence, gathering his fears and doubts and harnessing them to make himself better. He is complex and more than a simple string of letters and labels. He keeps you guessing, always offering new insights. He defies all judgements, able to both confirm and deny. He is the wind blowing over the ocean, creating crystal clear waves that wash gently over the sand.
She is an intensely sad person. She blames society for all of her problems, always assigning blame on everyone around her instead of acknowledging her own shortcomings. She espouses equality, but what she wants isn’t equality. She wants a complete reversal where she is on top and marginalizing those who marginalized her. She can’t even comprehend what true equality is. Everything is an eye for an eye. She can never forgive, or just let bygones be bygones. She sees every action as a personal attack done specifically to make her life harder. She can’t see that she is not everyone’s main thought. She refuses to accept that someone simply didn’t hear her hello. She only sees them purposefully ignoring her. Every word that comes out of her mouth is a double edge sword, laced with politeness and burning condemnation. Nothing she says is purely the words on her tongue, it’s the ice in her eyes and the fire in her tone. She is vindictive and small minded. Even when she is happy she is holding her breath, waiting for the catch. She can’t see from anyone’s perspective but her own. She is a black hole, drawing in all light and consuming it indefinitely to make herself bigger.