I have known things in halves.
I have known people in halves.
I think I am the colour grey.
There are multiple shades of grey,
yet I am clueless about my own.
Sometimes, I am the haziest;
other times, the most intense.
My hues slide from high to low,
right back towards the bottom
when reaching the highest peak.
I’ve known it rarely.
It’s been an acquaintance earlier.
Balancing with accord,
I’m forever ricocheting between black and white.
I don’t know if I’ll ever have a family of my own,
or a place I can permanently belong to.
But I’ll always welcome you home.
You can glide with me;
spend your life with me.
In grey, we can build our forever.
In grey, we will build our forever.