Drabble 4.
Light… a bright, blinding light.
It is around me. It follows me everywhere.
I want to hold it. I want to treasure it. I want to keep it.
But it is moving away.
It is suddenly to bright. It is to much, it is to light.
I suddenly need darkness. I need to hide myself. I am so exposed.
I want to turn back; I want to hide myself from everything.
I didn't deserve this. But you did.
Where are you? Where is the darkness?
Why is there only light in this place?
Where are the shadows? Where are the places to hide?
Where are you?
I need you. Please come back.
I can't go on without you.
I may be light, but light needs darkness to create shadow.
You are my darkness. I am your light.
Why was I so afraid to tell you what I really felt?
Now it is to late…I will never see you again. I will never see your smirk, your two-toned hair. I will never hear your sarcastic comments. I will never see your fire colored eyes.
I will never see you.
And you are, or where, everything to me.
