Once I lost the colors and now I see black and white.
Your head with wires stood compact in the body with swollen limbs. Multiplied blocks of flats with square holes. Mobile tools with wheels and smoke.
It was a slow loss, took some months.
When you would break glasses close to my stomach, I would see gray pieces coming from the back of my ear getting up in the air slowly, and then very fast. In the beginning the eyes were flattened and became one with the forehead, then the nose started pressing down and the lips stretched ridiculously and disturbingly.
In the beginning I was confused, then I worried a lot, then I took my mind off it.
Now your face is a marble tile with patterns that would remind of eyes, noses or mouths, the car told me. But they seem all lines to me, wires knotted with each-other.
Apart from black and white, I am afraid everything will start becoming a sharp and cold geometrical shape, lately I see only tiles and wires. And everything is in fog, steam, smoke.