Is Yellow Your Favorite Now? 💛

It started with a hoodie.

Bright, sunflower yellow. A little oversized, soft to the touch, and impossible to miss. You wore it one lazy Sunday afternoon, half-asleep on the couch, hair messy, your favorite playlist humming in the background. And I remember thinking, wow—yellow really suits you.

You caught me staring, smiled, and said, “It’s too bright, huh?”
I shook my head. “No… it’s perfect.”

After that day, I started noticing yellow everywhere.

In your smile when something made you laugh so hard you had to cover your mouth. In the way the sunlight danced through your window in the mornings when we were too lazy to get out of bed. In the lemon slices floating in your drink. The daisy tucked behind your ear one afternoon at the park. The golden glow of the late summer sky when we’d stay out until the light faded.

I used to think of yellow as loud. Almost too much. It wasn’t a color I ever paid attention to—it didn’t fit my vibe. I was always drawn to the quieter shades. Deep blues. Earthy greens. The kind of tones that matched who I thought I was.

But then you came along, bright and warm, unapologetically yourself. And just like that, yellow stopped being too much. It started feeling like home.

So I’ll ask again: is yellow your favorite now? 💛

Or maybe it always was. Maybe you’ve always been a yellow soul—a little chaotic, a little unpredictable, full of sunshine even when the clouds roll in. Maybe you were just waiting for someone to see it.

You bring light into places that forgot how to shine. You have a way of making people feel seen. You’re the first one to compliment a stranger’s shoes. The first to make a joke when the tension gets too heavy. You walk into a room, and the energy shifts—softer, easier, lighter.

That’s yellow. That’s you.

Yellow is the color of curiosity. Of wonder. Of joy that doesn’t need a reason. It’s the laughter in your chest, the warmth in your voice, the way you dance to songs no one else can hear. It’s messy art, sticky note love letters, and optimism that refuses to fade.

But yellow isn’t just the sunshine moments. It’s also the hope in the harder ones.

The quiet courage to try again when things fall apart. The stubbornness to believe the best is still ahead. The reminder that even after the darkest night, morning always comes. Yellow never pretends things are perfect—but it refuses to stop believing they can be better.

You taught me that.

You taught me how to find brightness in the smallest things. Like when it rains and the puddles reflect the streetlights just right. Or when we get fries and one of them is extra crispy, like a little reward from the universe. Or how your dog always knows when I’m having a bad day and rests her head on my knee like, “Hey, I’ve got you.”

You find beauty where others don’t think to look.

And now, every time I see yellow, I think of you.

I think of how you scribble little doodles in the corners of notebooks. How you always offer the last bite, even if it’s your favorite. How you hum without realizing when you’re lost in thought. I think of how you love out loud—fully, fearlessly, and without hesitation.

It’s funny how a color can become a feeling. How something as simple as a shade can carry a thousand tiny moments that live quietly in the corners of your heart.

I used to walk past yellow flowers without noticing. Now I stop and smile every time. I used to skip the yellow M&Ms—now they’re the first ones I eat. I started wearing yellow socks. I even bought a yellow mug that says “hello sunshine,” even though it’s cheesy as hell.

But I don’t mind.

Because yellow, somehow, reminds me of you. And that reminds me of all the ways this world is still beautiful.

So maybe yellow is your favorite now.
Or maybe it’s mine.

Maybe it doesn’t matter who it belongs to, because it found a home in both of us. In our late-night talks. In our “just because” texts. In the way we’ve learned to hold space for each other—joy, sadness, mess and all.

Colors come and go. But yellow—yellow stays.

It lingers. It lives in moments. It finds you when you need it most.

So if anyone asks me now, “What’s your favorite color?” I’ll probably smile.

And I’ll say,
“You know what? I think it might be yellow.” 💛