A depth within depths of arduous climb, a love-filled horizons of passionate cadence of mellifluous musicality, the never-ending fight for glassy gazes- only to be cast under a beatific smile, the pristine whites that had hidden dreary blacks;    it was white against black.   

~4 seasons which held him uptight and callous, though, he never gave up. Indeed, "It would hurt to know the truth, but love won’t be worth it unless you risk it for the purpose of an unknown answer, though perhaps, it might be a mutual feeling."    In the midst of a slight rainfall, heavy dreamy clouds enveloped the heavens