Heal and Fyuh

I stood in the kitchen with a towel wrapped around me, thinking of how the sun could slip into my heart and make the day brighter. Time drifted on, my blood flowing like a river, calling me to heal. I let the ache linger, then slowly set it down, tossing it into the bin where it belonged. I told myself I was glad, glad I no longer had to carry the weight of someone else, glad to move only with my own steps, to think only with my own mind, and to let the light belong to me. -Nicahae