By- Gabriela A. Tejada
An inner explosion only seen by her.
Surrounded by the silence and darkness of the pain you left her with.
Surrounded by millions, held together by their own gravity. Their plasma making them unique , but in the end all the same. Bound together by helium and hydrogen, fused together by the generic views of the universe they are in. Ideologies and interpretations of subjective ideas, forced to be shut down by those stars that shine the brightest.
Self-centered and unable to relate to those in their galaxy. –Me’s and I’s. Were all she heard as the pressure of her hidden feelings bound together. The frustrations and pain of a broken heart, unable to mend because of the lack of apathy instilled into them.
Very little was seen of her, you’d need a telescope to scope out her inner feelings. -Her Inner beauty- As the pressure of the overwhelming feelings she lived with grew larger and larger, so did her core, her heart.
She wanted to be free, of the galaxy that suppressed her, of the pain of the unrequited love.
She wanted freedom of her pain.
Very slowly she let go, and with that her light illuminated brighter than any other in her galaxy. Others paled in her beautiful colors, hues of violets, and reds. Casting an image only ever imagined by astronomers.
She was free. No more apologizing for your mistakes of not appreciating her. No more worrying about being compared and mistreated by those who didn’t understand her light. The end to being hurt by hurt people. She was free.