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My eyes are heavy and I can feel them falling. F-f-f-falling.
Closed while they're open. Wide and shut.
I can't see. I am blind.
And I was trying to sleep. I was trying so hard, but then I thought about those things I try to think about less. I let my heart beat in heated guilt while I thought of those things I'd thought I'd left behind. And for an instant, I forgot why.
Then he came flooding in, his light brightening my life.
My skin is not warm, and my cheeks are not hot. My heart is not pounding and my blood has not boiled.
I feel the calm of a storm.
I feel the calm easing the sorrows of my past, and promises of tomorrow.
I don't feel the need to worry.
I don't feel the need to feel.
Because this calm is better than anything I've ever felt.