b i t t e r s w e e t

Bittersweet . . .

It has become my favorite word out of all the billions.

I apply it to anything.

To everything.

Everything is bittersweet.

Life. When you went up today, and then go down tomorrow. When you twist and you turn. When you live and you die. That is bittersweet.

Love. When you fall into it, and you fall out of it. When you feel so whole and broken at the same time. When you found out that love could save and could kill. That is bittersweet.

You. Perfect and imperfect. Warm and cold. Careful and careless. Best and worst. You are bittersweet.

Me. A living paradox. Both happy and sad. Both calm and mad. Worthy and worthless. Loved and hated. I am bittersweet.

You and me. Two different worlds. Two contradicting phrases. You, and me.

We.

We are bittersweet.