I gave you that roll of film. But, you probably don’t think about that. You were packing in a hurry to not miss your flight for you quick, 36 hour trip, only to realize your camera was out of film.
Offering you my black and white, the last roll I had, you seemed intrigued, yet disappointed that it was merely black and white. You accepted, not having another option. There was no time to find what you really wanted. So you took the black and white. You took what was in front of you and made it work.
I gave you that roll of film. But you probably don’t think about that. Not when the photos were developed. Not when they were published. Not when you picked them up, excitedly flipping through them outside of Samy’s to make sure that you got every shot. I gave you everything. Down to my last roll of film. But you don’t think about that.
I’m sorry I couldn’t help you see color.