She was the darkness to my light
I needed her as much as the stars needed gaps to form constellations
And just as much as silver depends on grey to shine
Why you might ask did I need her?
No, not to compare. After all the void and the sun have no comparison
And not for help either. As when did water ever help fire.
I needed her for something much deeper and much more important.
She was the one that helped me cross the river
By being the boat for me
Not to sail on, but to sink in
Forced to swim or otherwise face death by drowning
She was the one that showed me that beauty came from within
Not by telling me how beautiful I was from the inside
But by showing me how to call one pretty while having a disgusted look.
She never realised that this is what I needed her for
To scout out the evil in the world before so I could see
To condense that evil and show it to me everyday
And watch me squirm and cry
Only to then see me get back on my feet
I needed her to see how dark the world can be
Needed her to find the light that I had in me
Because after all we only switch on the light when it is dark.