there was once a little girl.

there was once a little girl who wanted so strongly to believe that the light would definitely reach the darkest of the darkest region one day. she firmly believed so as this was the only way people can draw strength to live on. hope. then she met another soul who clouded himself in such complete darkness she became scared. she's never seen anyone else who's world was this dark and she wished so much to bring him to the brighter side. yet she does not know how. though she's seen people from both worlds and she lives in the brighter world  herself, but he had spent too long a time in the dark that he has lost his belief in light altogether. what should she do? gloominous hopelessness is so infectious, its creating wounds at such an alarming rate, so fast that love could not heal the wounds in time. happiness spread, but they end so fast. hope. was she wrong? hope. how to show it to him before he convinced her that her world does not exist and that they are both in the dark world together actually? no. she is surely right about the light. she just need more candles around her to convince him. more candles. more warmth.