(Just a simple scenario) Sometimes, even in my thoughts, those who know me well, like my beloved, would know what I’d say or how I’d think. I know it sounds like I am predictable but I think it’s more than that; I think that we humans are comfortable with ourselves and what we were surrounded with all these while.
Eventually I grew to like it; I saw that it was more than just the colour. The colour gold was how elegant and sophisticated if I knew what to wear it with. It made my skin looked nice too like honey. And for once, I actually decided to be nice and compliment myself for a change.