I feel the light in my heart dimming. I feel the shadows growing, they’re taunting me. I’m desperately trying to hold on to what I love but even that is suffocating me. I need to let go but I am scared.

I go back to my past to breathe a false breath. Back to being in New York and falling in love with the views the world offered me. They were so breathtaking. That beauty feels so far away now.

I understand I must let go, for these moments were never meant to be held on to. I slowly exhale, and although my heart feels so heavy, it’s light is no longer dim.

Sincerely, Bushra Khan.