Toxic Lullaby {H.S}

"What is darkness to you anyway?" I spoke softly as my eyes follow his big hand, playing with the writing material.

His movement stops in a quick halt as he process the words that left my mouth. His green eyes stayed focused on the board while my blue ones focused on his face, expecting an answer.

"Darkness," he paused before turning his head to take a look at me with his piercing eyes.

"I have a better definition of darkness, love. Other people find darkness terrifying because it is darkness. They think it's evil, scary, ugly and dark. They don't find comfort in it because darkness blind them and they can't see clearly once they got eaten by it. But I think for me, darkness is a comfort to those people who gets tired of the light. It serves as a hiding place for those who are getting chased by reality."

"What do you mean?"
"I mean that those people who likes light are dumb. They're idiotic. Light is never comforting, it suffocates our eyes. It blinded our minds and it lies."