Holding Hands in the Dark

Love did not cure the curse.

It could not erase what lived in the blood.

It found no remedy,

no miracle,

no different ending.

It simply held a trembling hand

when the fear grew louder

and the night felt endless.

And while the darkness closed in,

no one stood alone.

Because sometimes love

does not save us from pain —

it just stays

so we do not face it by ourselves.

@newgirldark