Nov 15, 2013 03:40
today I told someone that it's always darkest before the dawn, that it is everything before now that has brought him here, that one day his hard work will bring him to that place of his dreams whose name he does not know (even if he thinks he does).
today he told me that I'm on the other side of that dark, that I'm shining. that when he graduates, he wants to give a speech of how I was there to inspire him, to keep him going.
it is a terrible thing, because the thing is that he doesn't know me well enough to see more than my outlines. I know I look like a ray. I've always been a flame, rather than a moth. it's just that I'm not on the other side of the dark but in the midst of it. I'm up to my waist in that swamp, and I don't think I can make it out. I'm too in love with the way that darkling of mine envelopes me. but if I can be the will-o'-the-wisp that leads people like him to the other side, I would be ever so happy. let me be that flicker of light. let me shine that much.
I only hope that he'll forgive me when I burn out, when I let my darkness swallow me. I only hope he'll understand that I was only a moon to suns like him. it was only his own light that he saw, all along.