You know when you meet a person and they just seem so bright, filled with an overwhelming aura of warmth, as if the sun was staying in their soul?
She was all that and more, but only if you looked well enough. It's true that the eyes are the window to the soul. Hers were just always trained on the ground, so no one would ever take notice.
I could see it though, and it hurt me to see how it seemed to suffocate her, struggling to keep all the light inside, that she felt was too much for her to bear.
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Late Night Thoughts
Short StoryLittle short stories/monologues about some late night thoughts... 🌌 Disclaimer: Some stories include darker themes and may be triggering.