Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Fair and square
A blue room brought me out of my rut and back into my pink one, where he sat contrite, subconsciously realising what I was in a rut about.
For the next day, he made up for it, made it clear he was in the wrong. And I, while wrestling with loss of love, decided to fall back into our normalcy eventually.
Is there still love? Love covers a multitude of sins. But as humans there are always non-negotiables. For me - not sharing a dream, and helping to shatter it, is one. For the other - adultery.
Fair is fair and fair and square.