when i was alone, i was fine. my eyes had adjusted to the dark long ago, and even when it failed me, i'd learned how to navigate with my other senses. to go slowly, carefully, to feel for what was in front of me before i committed myself to taking a step forward.
then you came along. bright, like a sun — blinding, even. but i could see clearly what lay before me, and i grew used to it with alarming speed. in the space of a heartbeat, i had unlearned a lifetime of habits and replaced them with you.
and so, when you disappeared, the darkness was thicker than ever.
YOU ARE READING
(everything) you left.
Short Storya slow descent into insanity. i'm going to be honest. i don't entirely know what this is. but if you're up for short "chapters," questionable metaphors and yet another round of personifying mental illnesses into the people who triggered them, come o...
