monochrome
a weekend of chats. such is life, which gets in the way, which leaves emotions unstirred and words unspoken. of late, i'm coming to realise it isn't so much what is said between individuals that unite us more than what is unsaid...
but i guess that notion leaves the risk entailed with the assumption of an unchecked sentiment: that of disappointment.
When will we ever be perfect? Not in this life, of incomplete rainbows, but in the next...
"Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known." - 1 Cor 13:12.
but in the meantime (nora), it will always be grey, never black and white...