It's Alright

Two young souls collided...

She once believed the world was nothing more than a cruel place to exist. If her life was a canvas, it was painted in muted shades of black and grey-empty, lifeless, and cold.

"It's alright."

A lie she whispered like a prayer, over and over, hoping that one day, it might finally become the truth.

Then came the golden boy.

The one who would streak her canvas with colors she never knew existed. The one who would turn her world upside down, painting over the dull shades with warmth, with light. The one who would love her as naturally as breathing, as if she was a masterpiece worth holding on to.

But love isn't always enough.

Not when the past clings like a shadow, refusing to let go.

Not when the future feels too uncertain to chase.

Not when the wounds keep on bleeding, no matter how gently they are touched.

Not when love begins to hurt more than it heals.

When will be the time that saying "it's alright" will not be a lie?