The Lost Comfort

I never wanted to be a mystery.

I wanted to be like someone's favorite movie or book.

I wanted to be the comfort that people felt.

When someone would look at me I wanted them to feel like home.

To take a deep breath and feel the weight of the world fall of their shoulders.

That's they type of person I was.

Then I met you.

And you broke me.

I then became the person that people saw and felt sad to see.

I became an empty shell.

I became the mystery I never wanted to be.

The mystery of how the sun turned cold.

-Amelia