One Shots

In The Dark

When you're alone in the dark, what do you long for? Do you long for light? For comfort? What is it that you want most? 

Me? I long for love. I long to be touched, to be cooed back into relaxation. To be told that the dark is just a fragment of my long, bright life. I long for arms to settle around my waist, lips to be pressed against my head, a whisper to warm my ear. That's what I long for in the dark.

When you sit in the light, what do you miss? Do you miss the cool of the dark? Do you miss the one thing that makes the heat of the light more bearable?

When I sit in the light, I miss the dark. I miss closing my eyes to a black mass that I can envision anything onto. I miss not having to hide the smile that comes over my face when I think of those that I long for. In the light your secrets can be seen. In the light you can't hide.

I like the dark. I like hiding. I don't have to face the real world when I sit in the dark. I don't have to think about how you really feel. In the dark I can pretend that you love me back. But in the light...

In the light everything is real. You can't hide in the light, you can't pretend that words don't hurt. In the light you can only ignore your feelings for so long.

But in the dark... In the dark I can look at your face, I can count your lashes and imagine what your lips feel like against mine. And I don't have to be scared. Because in the dark I can make the world how I want.

In the light I can look at your face, but I can't admire it. I can't imagine our lips together, I can only watch yours speak of feeling you have that aren't for me. I can't count your lashes, I can only watch them blink over your dreamy eyed look for someone that's not me.

In the dark I am free. But in the light I am lost.

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Hi. So I'm not really sure what this is... I kind of just started writing and this happened... I hope you like it anyways!