Life Theory Poem by Ana Schatzmann

I've got this theory that everyone sees colours differently. That what I see as red, you could see as blue, and someone could see as purple. But we all NAME it 'red'.
I believe in that, but in a much bigger perspective. What if it were like that for every sense? It would explain why we each have different favourites. Different colours that appeal to us, different likes and dislikes in food, different tastes in music, different smells were fascinated with. I, personally, don't really like Sprite, the bubbles feel weird on my tongue. But other people around me say they love Sprite. How can that be possible if it's the same drink? Because we're not the same people! Maybe it's the colour theory. Yes, it's the same, but each person registers it differently. Maybe I taste what you know as acid when I take a sip from a Coke can.
Now I'm gonna take it a step further: falling in love.
I've lived with myself for sixteen years. I know every crack and crevice of myself twice over. And when I look in the mirror, I see imperfections everywhere. My reflection is like Sprite to me: I've tried so many times to like it or to get used to how it feels, but I just can't do it. And I wonder how anyone could fall in love with me. (Even though I said falling in love it doesn't necessarily has to be love that we're talking about right now! You could see it in a friendship way too if that's what you prefer. But basically 'liking' a person, in the love way or not.) but maybe, just maybe the Muriel my eyes register is not how others register me. Maybe, though I see myself as deep blue skies, someone else sees me as pink cotton candy clouds, and to others I'm a deep orange sunrise. They might see a different person in me. A person who is beautiful.
The issue is though, we can never know for sure what the people around us see and hear and think. So we'll just assume that we all experience life the same way, because science is science and some ideas are way too philosophical to be proven false. But I'll keep dreaming to meet someone who sees lilac sunsets and tastes strawberry ice cream when they eat chocolate, because maybe they'll see something different in me. I like myself about as much as I like Sprite, which isn't very much. But maybe I just have to find someone who tastes the bubbles differently.