Mikoto (Together)

She is alone, and she is happy that way. She is warm, and everything is soft and safe.

But then she is not, because there is someone there someone new

She is not alone, and she is scared. There is so much black. It sticks to her. It stings.

And then, suddenly, she is here

She is her, but she is not her, she is more then her—

She wants to cry she wants to scream who is there

It moves back. It understands her. She wants to cry she wants to scream—

And warmth envelops her, and it reaches out, reassuring.

It's okay, it's okay I'm here, she says, and she believes her.

It feels right now, and she smiles. She is safe.