Artificial Lighting (or Fake Friendships)

I know you have to leave.

I know.

I stand there.

I force myself to stay still.

I watch you dive.

The water ripples where you disappeared.

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Then it ripples again,

because I’ve disappeared.

I couldn’t stop myself.

I had to follow you.

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I find myself in a Void.

A deep, dark Void.

It reminds me of your heart.

Then I remember:

I’m doing this for your heart.

You can’t go back to that Land of Misery.

I made you smile, once.

I can do it again.

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You ignore me at first.

You’re very good at ignoring people.

But I scream and shout and sob.

I’m very hard to ignore.

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You sigh: “I have to leave.”

“No, you don’t.”

And then it hits me:

She doesn’t have to leave.

She’s choosing to.

She’s choosing cold.

Monotony.

Nothingness.

She’s choosing it all over me.

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Maybe I really as worthless as she says.

I’m the one dragging her down.

So, for the first time ever,

I let someone go.

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She disappears again into blinding light.

It ripples once.

Not a second time.

Because I do not follow.

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I sit there, in the dark.

I wait

I wait longer.

The, the light comes back

and… it isn’t her.

It’s someone very different

for her light does not blind

it chases the darkness away

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