A woman is the colors for a negative called life

Just a thought i had,while trying to escape facing that i miss someone badly,while surrounded by everything i always wanted since i was a kid,it was the perfect picture,i have it all,the ride,the freind,the money,evrything.....

but suddenly it felt like i am AWARE that i am happy,but i don't FEEL happy,it was like a beautiful painting,but yet without colors,and now i know why its black and white for me,maybe someone else might agree with me,that your woman,that one you cry at night before your sleep and feel cold in bed for not surrounding her in your arms,is the most beautiful thing in this life time,and realy is the colors of that whole scene we live.