Monday, 16 June 2014

The Fact of Fiction

And your were. You were my Lucas. My bringer of light. You brought light into my life. It shone on things I thought I hated and feared and made them beautiful. It illuminted different paths and ways of life I never thought or knew about. You were my bringer of light. You were until you started being my only source of light. At the expense of me burning out other lights and me putting out my own.

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