they see your light
luminescent and burning with pale shades of pink and orange
they love to bask in its warm glow
but they could never sustain it so far
silly girl, always mistaking her own reflection as another's glow
when will you ever learn?
perhaps when your whole world is dim enough
and all the mirrors have fogged up
you will trace that sliver of light
on your own fingertips
in the iris of your eyes
painful, but necessary for you to finally realise
you are what you seek in everything.
23 was a year of losing people and things and learning new paradigms, I wished for some moments to end but in the end I found something better than rubies and diamonds.