Stalking Shadows

I hate the shadows.

When I first met him I knew that was all he was.

Darkness.

I try to hide in crowds, he demands attention in them.

He hates me, and I try to hate him too.

He says I'm the match that lights up his darkness when all I've done is to hide from the spotlight and attention.

But when time is running out, and my mistakes have come back to the light, even ones I've tried to keep hidden in the shadows. The ones that have hid from me. The only thing I'm left to do is start searching for thing they I hate the most. The only thing I can do is start stalking shadows.