I used to admire your bravery and tenacity. I looked at you and saw an explosion of light.
I was in awe of your courage and the way you carried all of the world so effortlessly. I wished and I hoped that the inferno in you would spark against my skin. I longed to be vibrant too. I wanted to dance within my own fire as you did.
Then, I started to resent you. I no longer wanted to be like you. I understood that I was only as important as you needed me to feel. You kept throwing water at my spark. I saw the emptiness in your actions.
I wanted all my care and admiring words back. I wanted to take it all back.
The truth is, I didn’t realize that I had my own light. The truth is, I should not have felt dark next to you.
I had my own fire all along.
When someone’s world goes dark, it is the kind thing to do to light a candle.
When your world went dark, you took all my light and stole my matches.
But, I am brighter than ever before.