My Friend

Dark.

To me this is a comforting thing. The silence and still that comes with it is something that I crave. The sweet assurance that I won’t be heard or seen makes me feel like I can be myself. The moon usually comes with the dark and that thought always sparks a hum of excitement in me. The quiet beauty of the stars helps to calm my anxiety. It’s as if they are calmly watching over me, promising me they will always be there again the next night.

Sometimes I hide away in a closet just so I can feel that peace a certainty that comes with the dark. To me, the dark is a friend...

Plus, and most importantly, I have sensitive skin and the sun never fails to leave me with serious sunburns, so I don’t really have a choice. It’s either be in pain for weeks, or make friends with the darkness.