The Girl I Once Knew

The Girl I Once Knew

I once knew this girl who lived in the dark.
She would only leave if you played music.
The music had to be soft, peaceful,
And it had to have soul.
No one wanted her to leave the dark though.
No one visited her and no one wanted her.
She stayed in the dark for years,
Humming to herself,
Hoping to one day be free.
She sits afraid,
Cold,
Lonely,
Depressed.
One day, I tried to help her.
I chased after her for miles,
But I still remained behind her strangeness.
In the breaking of the sun, I stopped moving.
I stared at her and felt her touch.
I felt her heart melting into my own.
When I looked at her,
She stared directly backed at me.
I reached out,
And then she reached out.
It only took me so long to realize that the depression I was chasing,
Was following me all along.
Over all this time,
I realized that the girl in the dark,
Is me.
Or at least,
The me I once knew.