Rainbow

The sad part of the story is that each of us is different but we want the others to be like us- similar. That is where the conflict arises.

In his eyes she was an uncontrollable havoc with an unforgiving tongue and till it did not hurt him, she was encouraged. A tongue, is a boneless Organ and the mind likes to do what is appreciated. So the hurt was there, but she didnt c why?
There was then the fight "of rights and wrongs" and she felt out numbered, numbed, overpowered, lost and lonely. There was nothing to be blamed.

And this loneliness was followed by a long silence. Uncomfortable. And defeaningly Loud.

She cried a bit. Wiped away those tears. Forgot or tried to. But up she was on her feet. Recovering almost instantly or feeling so. There did not seem a point in lying down and playing blame games, the verdict was given and she could not change it. So she set out again, wiser and better or was it bitter?