It all started with a paragraph. A paragraph that she had experienced before, and replied back with her emotions being in the driving seat. It should've sparked something that she had felt before but this time, it wasn't there. None of it was there. She read the words over and over again, desperately wanting it to spark those emotions. But this time, there was nothing. Nothing to say this time will be different, nothing that ignited her hope and faith she had fought to keep safe for many years. The light had been blown out inside her and it was confirmed. The darkness was within her and it looked like it was staying.
It was staying because she had turned it all off.
She was the darkness that blew out the candle.
She was the darkness that didn't want expectations. It was now a reality. All of it was reality.
She turned it off...and she liked it.
xo
