Dear light
How are you?
I've been taught to not converse with strangers but I guess I might as well make an exception this once for the reason that you arent exactly a stranger.
I decided to visit you for a while, call it coming out of my comfort zone for a little while.
I hope you treat me well because I will be in your company for only darkness (your old friend) knows how long.
I got so comfortable with dear darkness, and in all honesty I believe she was getting tired of me hence my presence.
We made a deal that if I come over to the light and I dont like it then Ill be able to reside with her till death do us part ,but only if I give it an actual shot so I hope you treat me well.
I have not done this before so all I ask is for your patience and time.
I have lived within the darkness with sadness for as long as I can remember.
Forgive me for my questions and my stares, for everything is still new to me.
YOU ARE READING
Broken hearts club
PoésieTears,the way the eyes speak when the mouth fails. Poetry,the way the heart speaks to avoid judgment from others. Pen and paper,accepts the writing whole heartedly with no judgment.