We talk, words spinning around each other like flurries caught in a gust of wind.
Eventually, our thoughts drift down and settle on the ground in a blanket of confusion.
With an incredible vocal range, we sing a song of misunderstanding. High notes, encapsulated in love, float through the air. Low notes, heavy with meaning, cling to our faces and hair. They are a jumble of uncertainty.
His world, in black and white, frustrates me.
My world, in greens, yellows, and blues, frustrates him.
We never tried to understand.
Now we do.
Only to discover we are mutually colorblind.
February 1, 2018 prompt: Black and White – In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features something black and white.