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It's dark.



I stand and listen

to nothing

and everything



I can't see my hand in front of my face

but it's there

Still a part of me



I can see in the distance

A light

Its flicker the only spot I can see

in the vastness



I think

"Do I really want to do this?"

Even as I think the words

I take a step

and another

and another



it's cold

And I can see my breath



I've never felt so alone in my life

and yet just thinking of her

and friends

and family

spurs me on



I know at the opposite end they're waiting...

my family

my friends



But it is she that I wish for most

And the chance that she too might be waiting...



I pick up my pace



Into the darkness