Once upon a monochromed palette, I used to live in a black & white world. I was happy living in such world. When I woke up every morning and was presented with something black, i knew that atleast for that day nothing will be white becauuusseee..well.. because it was just black. period.
Life was great. Success. Properity. Happiness. It all ensued within the crafty, yet, thinly painted black & white backdrop that was my life.
UNTIL...
I met someone who splashed my existence with color. Beautiful, lustful, torturous, painful color. No more where the glorious shades of black & white that defined me, my life, my existence. Hues of blues, blacks and reds now infiltrated & permeated every square inch of me. He would dip his fingers in the colors and make surreal patterns on my soul. Hmm. The pain of color. SMH.
And now...
I'm lost.
Life was great. Success. Properity. Happiness. It all ensued within the crafty, yet, thinly painted black & white backdrop that was my life.
UNTIL...
I met someone who splashed my existence with color. Beautiful, lustful, torturous, painful color. No more where the glorious shades of black & white that defined me, my life, my existence. Hues of blues, blacks and reds now infiltrated & permeated every square inch of me. He would dip his fingers in the colors and make surreal patterns on my soul. Hmm. The pain of color. SMH.
And now...
I'm lost.
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