There are two sides to everything. You think yourself one of both. But I remind you that the stars cannot shine without darkness.
All the past times people thought you a wolf in broad daylight, I knew you were more than that. You were a cat in a lion's skin. Fragile and beautiful.
But I watched as you succumbed to the darkness. Reaching out to hold on to you in the hopes that good will exist solely in this world of melange.
But yet again, good cannot exist without bad as sweet cannot exist without bitter.
Your heart was neither good, nor bad. We all are a little bit of both but we take it upon ourselves to find the more dominant one.
Conflicts between good and evil.
