Oxymoron

There's something good in pain..
And something bad in good.
That's crazy but life seems to be made of paradox, all the time.
Rarely things are in one way only although we pretend to want them black or white...or red, blue...whatever you like...
The truth is the best moments are full of uncomprehensible overlappings.
Love.
Hate.
Passion.
Hunger.
But we're hungry, we crave for something but somehow it just doesn't seem to be ever enough...or exactly what we expected it to be...
I had been so happy being so sad...giving all my effort to my unspoken words on paper.
But now, now it's different...
Indeed, I couldn't tell why..
But I'm glad I'm able to recognize all shades of colors when I see them.. and I find them all,
Embracing the whole world in a second, just by mixing them in a single perfect moment.