Half a heart.

It is not just about a simple switch of colours, or a mere change in numbers.

At its very surface, it may be: a sort of a tender sky blue giving way to an electric high violet; a humble 23 in favour of an equally unremarkable 27; shiny black and white keys to stiff copper bronze strings; rolling green mountains towering over deep blue seas; a lingering fat yellow moon before a smile full of rainbows.

But given the right choice, and subject to a universal mutual agreement that aligns the sun, stars, and everything in between, sometimes the most trivial things are the ones that best define who you are.