only when you’re not here

 

 

 

Once upon a time, there was no one. Once upon a time, darkness was her very companion, because it could hide the tears kept inside. Once upon a time, life was meaningless. Once upon a time, there was only an end.

Those times came and went, and those times became fleeting memories.

Still, darkness cast its hold once again, and there are no words to say how much it hurts. Because it shouldn’t after so long. It isn’t really that. It’s an excuse for the pain to rise and rise again. It’s an emptiness taking hold and saying, “This is your change. This is what you wanted.”

It’s an excuse for you to be near.

And you’re not.

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