T9

All these text messages I've saved from so many months ago. I kept them, and read them over and over, any time I needed to smile. It always worked. Except now there's a weight in them that I can't manage to carry on my shoulders. Now they seem to be just letters and words that accidentally found their way together. That accidentally found their way to me.

It seems I've found the silliest things to comfort myself in the last little while. I look to the future now, walking towards my shadow, with the brightest light I've known behind me. For better or for worse, it no longer blinds me.