What if the world was like a box of Crayola's? We're here to colour the world with imagination and accept all the different types of crayons in our box. At the end of the day though, who's your one colour? The one colour that you paint your life with. The one colour that is the last to leave your box? Maybe the world isn't made up of people searching for themselves, maybe the world is made up of people searching for others who want to know them, as much as they know themselves. Imagine yourself as one solitary planet, existing in the universe waiting to meet the star that's going to brighten your life. Have you found them yet? Don't ever let them go. Keep them there, hold onto them until the last planet burns bright. You're my one colour. You're the star that healed my world. Open your eyes Kelley, it's me, I've been here all along.