Darkness meets Light

Darkness.

The bleakness haunts me.

The ache.

Oh the utter ache.

My breath begins to race and my heart doesn’t break…

Because it is already broken.

My eyes begin to swell.

I instinctively fight it.

I try to remember that I am in the letting go.

Tears fall down my cheeks, perfectly down the creases that seems to have to be created by them.

I open my eyes.

I see light.

I feel like a pink pair of socks; happy and warm.

I smile.

The dark and the light have met.

They became one.

I am.

Written by Marisol Graciela