Light.

You tell me I don’t see it

But trust me when I tell you, I see light in everyone; each in their own wavelength. The world is brimming with brightness and hope, sometimes a little too much.

You’re so blinded by the lights that you need a little darkness to dim your sight; to see the world, open and wide. You call me dark, I call it balance.

I see light. I don’t seek it.