It's like I was a sprout waiting for water. And you came and poured down on me and I sprouted instantly. You cared for me, gave me everything I needed. Taught me some lessons on how to survive the hottest and coolest times. I took in all of what you said, it was always in the back of my head. Then before you know it, slowly but surely I became the sunflower that wouldn't turn towards the sun, knowing it would harm me. Waiting for the sun to come to me. Disregarding all you said, constantly telling my conscience to shut up. I knew what I had to do to make it by, but I was afraid. The sun is so beautiful and provides us with heat and what not, but it burns, for it is fire, and I became scared of beautiful things. Afraid to turn away from the darkness into the light. Solely because in the dark you can't see that much, yourself and your thoughts. But in the light you can see anything you open your eyes to, which is terrifying. Either way I knew I had to do what made me happy. That's what you taught me, and I never thought I'd truly have to make myself happy until now.