You faded like mist, and the light in my life went out.
Everything turned to darkness, absolute and deep.
You took my light with you; only sadness and disappointment remained. 
How does one walk through this darkness, through this loneliness? 
How does one live when there is nothing to see, to feel, to love?

My soul is empty, and I have no strength left to live.
But a ray of light begins to illuminate everything again.
A light that returns my hope, and gives me purpose.
A light that, like thunder, wakes me from my lethargy.
A white light, different, enveloping, shining over all things.

I feel warmth on my face. I feel strength in my body.
I begin to cry, not knowing if it’s from sorrow or joy.
I see the world again, but with a different hue.
I am happy, and I feel joy once more.
Even though everything I see is in black and white.

There are no colors; everything lies in shades of gray.
Everything is beautiful, yet there are no reds, yellows, or blues.
It is the way I must see the world now.
My soul feels peace, for darkness is gone.
There is so much peace in this solitude, and I grow accustomed to it.

I begin to walk again; this is my second chance.
To feel and appreciate the world, with this light that covers everything.
Perhaps the world is better in black and white.
I see new details, new faces, new expressions.
I see the city and blend with its coldness and its sorrow.

Perhaps one day color will return to my life.
Perhaps something will come that restores all I have lost.
Or perhaps I will grow used to seeing everything in black and white,
and color will remain only a faint memory—
the memory of when I was happiest.