Somewhere in the Middle

Sometimes I wish that things in this world were either black or white. No, not color wise, but more like nature wise. Like good or bad, wrong or right, false or true and yes or no. You know, sometimes you find yourself standing in a situation where you cant understand if the choice you made is right or wrong. It's not black or white, its a shade of grey. You can't exactly regret it and you cant completely be proud of it. It sucks, right? I know it does. Sometimes, I wish the world was a little less complicated than it already is. No compromises.

 

I'm not afraid of making wrong choices because I know that it's okay to regret stuff in your life. It's natural. Everytime I make a choice and its outcome is right in front of me, I ask myself, whether I would want to change my decision, if I get to go back in time. Mostly the answer comes as a 'yes' or 'no'. But a very few times, I really cant decide if I'd want to do it. It's like a part of me regrets the choice and the other part is way too proud of it. I feel like I'm being torn. I don't want that. No compromises.

That's the time when I start wishing things to be either wrong or right, and stop being somewhere in the fucking middle. Just so I can simply either regret it or be proud of it, I want things to be either black or white. Nothing in the middle. No compromises. 

But sadly or moreover bitter-sweetly, this world is not either black or completely white. It's somewhere in the middle. Like a shade of grey. It has to be accepted as it is. As for my choices, I have started to accept them as well. If my choice was neither wrong or right, I'm glad that it's just like this world. Its bittersweet. I just have to learn to be proud of my choices even when they come with regret. 

Okay, a little compromise can work for me.