The colour of pain and the taste of happiness.
Pain is the ineffable part of us without which happiness cease to exist. One can't understand what happiness is if we never go through it. Its like both are incomplete without each other. They are parallel sides of the same road, deeply in love with each other that they can never let go of each other, yet they cannot to together either. Pain walks by beside happiness. Sometimes a bit ahead of it while at other times a bit behind it. Shaded in a deep gloomy black colour it hides itself as it carries a million of deep tears within itself. At times its steps matches with happiness. It's then that it turns a little faded in colour. It walks by leaving behind wet imprints over those lands, maybe the tears gets too heavy to hold in itself.
On the other hand happiness wears all those happy colours of a rainbow. It smiles, plays around losing itself in merry times. It's sweet, most of the times while the taste of it is always savoured in our tongues. It melts down filling up our taste buds with an ever increasing urge to taste it over and over again. However bitter things are necessary too.
Both are different in all aspects. Yet so close that without the absence of any one of it life turns into a monotonous tale.
© Sheena ❣