He head, she heart.
She loud, he quiet.
He anthracite grey, she multi-coloured.
She dreamer, he realist.
He focused on success, she on enjoyment.
She impulsive, he controlled.
He discreet, she cheeky.
She idealistic, he steady.
And me – somewhere in between. A bit of both and also a little more. None of both and yet everything. He can hear her in my laughter, she can see him in my gestures. Both so good, just so different, both know me although I am a stranger. Always looking for points of commonality – because if I can find any I might finally know what I am made of.