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perfectly_chaotic I used to walk around with this black fire in my chest. It was as if one part of my heart was trying to distance itself from the other with the hopes of splitting apart like an embryo into twins.

Yet my internal twins remained conjoined. One longed to love and be a part of the world. The other kept playing with a hateful fire and was always kept them both shrouded in smoke.

The airy half of my heart always wanted to blow the smoke away and join the others, but the fire would always consume the space.

One day my lighter-half decided to start to embrace his darker half through the smoke and the strangest thing happened. The darker-half quit fueling the fire with resentment. It learned to let go.

No longer do I need to keep my darker half a secret. I both of the twins space inside of my heart and now I am no longer choking by the fire's smoke.

I can breathe.
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