True Colors

Its been 2 years. I smack my forehead with suprise. What happened? There comes a time where we are not sure of the consequences of our actions. More often than not, we already know what will happen in the end but instead we opt to go against our better judgement. That was what happened.

New things will replace the old and we lose our care as the replacements themselves begin to age day by day. The degradation of its value. Something that started off with a brightly lit bang is now slowly dissipating into thin air. How temporary is smoke? People change and in due time some might reveal their true colors to you, if you are lucky. They present themselves in saturated reds and vibrant sky blues. Each stroke of the brush a suprise. The colors in the pallette mix and swirl, stirring you to the edge of your seat.

And then slowly but surely, as if someone had spilt water over the colors, you lose your spark.

I think it is even more lucky if the set of colors you've gotten acquainted to remains the same. Stubborn boy today, stubborn boy by tomorrow.

I keep reminding you when you fall short of your expectations - but thats what you get when you lift the bar so high in the first place. You made it look so easy. And I followed suit. People will think that it wasn't an act, instead that it was an all-natural habit of yours to please me so.