The Light from the Bottom

For hours I combed searching for keywords and fragments that might bring me closer to understanding who you are. Instead the searching led me right to her doorstep. Standing at the bottom, staring up into the light, I resisted the inevitable. Kindred spirits. My heart is aching from the hurt that he once caused you because I have felt it too. Climbing a tree to stab it with a steak knife has never sounded more appetizing.