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july Jan 24
surprised you're still here
despite my state
a sunshine in the morning,
a monster at night

i've come to love the darkness,
for it always surrounds me
then you came along,
your brightness reflecting through the windows

you looked, you saw,
how damaged i am
my bruises, my scars,
both fresh and old

you start to approach me
a knock on the door can be heard
"who's there?", i answered
"it's your past", it answered back

you continued to walk
did you not hear that?
you hurt my eyes,
i hate how bright you are

you kneeled in front me
and held out your hand
as i stare deeply into you,
i saw myself

my eyes brightened

..i held your hand
thank you for loving me at my worst.

— The End —