Radiance

Keep your pettiness, your pride, your grudges; yet remember. Remember sometimes what you've lost, what you're missing, what fatal sacrifice you've made. Life is never full of easy nor fair choices, but they must be made. If actions define us, your inaction speaks louder than the phone calls she ignores and your existence she despises.

She might not look like much to you, but she is light. She always has been. She will play her song long after you stop listening, after you've stopped caring. And you'll have missed so much of the beauty she has to offer you and the world. Her light spreads as you shut the door, basking us in her music and brilliance. It's a shame you cower in the darkness because there's much more to her than her dark moods. She adds a vitality and vibrancy to existence with her violin and quick wit.

Your ignorance is deafening and I sorrow for the fact that you can't hear the song she plays with you in mind. I will love her enough for both of us, and hopefully her light will shine on you again one day.