A Story About Fire and Darkness
The truth of this all, was that you both needed each other. At one point in time, you both needed each other. And in this need, a love was created. A love created in darkness to create a flame that you both hoped would carry you back into the light. It may not have been strong enough to carry you into the light, but it sure as hell wasn’t going to die any time soon.
The way I see it, you both had your flaws, the things that peeved each other, the things that got under each other’s skin, and all that bullshit. But through it all, there was that light, that stayed lit-- no matter how dim it had gotten it was still there. Somewhere.
Here’s the thing about darkness. It’s sneaky, manipulative, and self-absorbed. It can consume people so quietly and sink into a nothingness, always waiting to be provoked. And the thing about darkness is, not everyone’s eyes are the same. There are different darknesses that live in each person. It could be from something in the past, or even just a general darkness. No darkness is the same, but there are certain things that every darkness can’t stand.
Darkness can’t stand to be alone,
Darkness can’t stand to be unheard,
Darkness can’t stand in light.
Why am I even talking about darkness? Because darkness is what drove Alice back to the mental ward. Darkness was what let the garden die. And darkness is ultimately, what got in the way of something that wasn’t supposed to be done yet.
Let’s get back from Wonderland for a second though.
Neither of you were perfect, and both of you knew that. Both of you had your own darkness, but neither of you could quite figure out each other’s darkness. However, even though your darknesses came in different packages, at some point in time you both understood that the flame that you two held together was enough to beat both darknesses.
But here’s the other thing about darkness. It changes. A sneaky little thing it is, because when you think you have a handle on it, it can change form real quick to throw you off. And that’s precisely what happened, it knew that you two together were strong enough to beat your own individual darknesses, so it took a heart shape, and slowly worked its way into the middle of the flame you two had created.
It wasn’t a matter of someone doing something that broke the looking glass, it was what both of you couldn’t do for each other. Love is beautiful in that it creates something so powerful that all the bullshit becomes less bullshitty. But love, like darkness, is constantly changing and constantly evolving based on the situation that it gets put in.
So what am I trying to say with all this darkness-love shit?
That the only reason I saw this ended was because the darkness finally got to both of you, until the flame was ultimately blown out.
On one end, the darkness of words, on the other, the darkness of actions.
It goes beyond the “verbal abuse”, selfish mannerisms, or monetary dissatisfaction.
The only thing that really brought this down, was selfishness. On both sides. One side got selfish because it was fed up with the constant darkness that refused to find the light even though it was trying to show that the match was right next to their hand. The other side got selfish because it felt that the light needed to be found alone, and a hand in the dark would only lead them farther away from the light they had already been searching so long in the dark for.
In the time that these two souls spent searching for this match to relight the flame that made the darkness go away, they didn’t realize the darkness had already won. That it had already blindfolded both of them.
At the end of this though, one soul knew the match was right beside them and relit the candle. What made the difference though, was one took off the blindfold to see that the light was still there, and the other simply opened their eyes, saw darkness, and closed their eyes all over again.
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