Doors Closing
You go in with the brightest colours, coming through all the open windows and doors. Each month together, it feels like the sun is setting and rising. Light and dark, over and over.
Until it feels like theres more dark than light, until it feels harder to wake up in the morning.
Only years later, as you look back at that whole experience, do you notice the stark contrast in light and dark. You notice where there were open windows and doors stood black empty holes, suffocating you. Someone said the other day that they have no where to go. That if their relationship ended, they felt like there were no open escape routes. And only then did I remember I felt the same way for years. Where would I go, who would take me in? But I realise now, anywhere is better than darkness. Anywhere is better than succumbing to someone else who only shows you their negative traits, far from the person you fell for in the room of light.
