I saw it, still do. It's there, right in front of my eyes. The darkness around me; I'm used to it. It's not scary anymore. The darkness holds me, secures me. I don't see anything else, no good, no bad. I'm alone in the darkness, no one can hurt me.
But now..there's a light. It's brightly shining. It's laughing down at me.
It's beautiful.
The most beautiful thing I've ever seen. But I'm scared of it. I won't move. What if it's bad?

I kept staring at it. It's quite alluring. The brightness is almost making me think it's heaven's opened gates. For a few minutes, or we're it hours? Maybe even only seconds, I just stared at it in silence. 
But suddenly, out of nowhere, I heard my name being called.

"Hansol"
I almost didn't recognize it. My name. I haven't heard it for a long time. It sounded strange, but familiar, warm..

Again. I heard it again.
"Hansol, come. Come here..."

That voice.. I heard it before. It belonged to a man who crushed my heart. He ripped it out fearlessly and stepped on it with a smile on his face. 
He kept calling me, begging me to come over to him. I wanted to, I really wanted to see him again. I missed him so much. And as I tried to stand up I had to take all my strength to do so. My legs were weak, I almost fell back down, but I kept standing still, desperately wanting to go to him. 
Was he an angel now? Why was he calling me from this light?

I tried to walk, make one step, but my feet didn't move. My gaze was on the stunning light the whole time. I felt myself tearing up. I was happy and sad at the same time. This light, it could be my escape from the darkness. I never wanted to leave before, but I'd been given hope now.. But why couldn't I walk towards it? I kept trying to walk, using all my strength. But I couldn't move one inch. The voice, the sweet familiar voice calling my name got louder. 
No. Not louder. It came closer.
It sounded like a whisper inside my ear, softly asking me, /demanding/ me to come. I cried softly, no words in my head leaving my lips. 
No sounds but the sweet whisper was heard. Slowly it drove me insane. The voice grew more demanding and scary.

"Hansol. Come. Now."
I'm trying!
I screamed. My voice echoed from the darkness around me. It was completely silent for a moment. But then the soft whisper was heard again. Not next to me anymore, but from the light again. I raised my head and looked at it. And slowly, I didn't even try to, my feet moved on their own towards the shining light. 
A big smile appeared on my lips and never ending tears of happiness left my eyes. I walked and walked, following his voice. But as I kept walking I realized one thing. My smile slowly faded as it downed on me.
The light, with every step I took towards it, it move further away.
I shook my head, not wanting to believe this and kept walking. But I never got closer. I sped up a bit. And so did the moving light. 

I haven spoken in a long time. My voice wasn't important. My thoughts didn't have to be formed to words leaving my lips. But now I opened them, stuck my tongue out to wet my lips slightly, tasting my salty tears and spoke hoarsely. 
I-I'm coming.
Closing my eyes for a second and taking a deep breath, I started to run. Maybe I could be fast enough and catch the light. But as I ran faster and faster, so did the light. 

His voice slowly disappeared. It got softer and softer until it stopped completely and only my heavy breathing from running was heard.

And then it happened. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me at first, but they weren't. The bright light turned more dull and slowly faded into darkness.

I stopped running and stood still for a second before breaking down on the ground. I couldn't cry anymore. I pulled my legs up and hid my face in them, feeling ashamed and foolish. Did I really believe I could get a away, get out from this darkness? 
I closed my eyes and slowly fell into a deep sleep. But like the place I was trapped in, my dreams always were dark, black, lonely and cold.

I don't know for how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up, hearing my name being called. My eyes fluttered slowly open. I was still drowsy from sleep and couldn't believe my eyes.

"Hansol. I'm waiting."
He was calling me again. And right in front of me, maybe five steps away, was the bright light again. There was heat coming from it. It was warm and something I craved for at the moment. I stood up quickly and took one step.

And once again, the light moved.
I screamed desperately, the voice calling my name getting louder and I pressed my palms on my ears, trying my best to shut it out.

I'm trying!!

And it was silent again for a mere second before the sweet whisper repeatedly called my name. I took one step, and one more, not wanting to believe that the light was moving away again. I kept walking slowly for a while. But it killed me. It made me feel horrible and I started to run towards it again. 
But just like I expected, it disappeared again. Not slowly and conjoining with the darkness though. It quickly bursted. Like a ballon you poke with a needle. It was for too fast. And so was his voice.

I laid down on the ground. Closing my eyes and letting the darkness and emptiness take me over again.
I didn't fall asleep anymore. I was awake, my eyes closed. I was thinking about the light. Tried to recall the brightness and warmth that was coming from it. 
But I couldn't. I forgot everything about it.

I laid there for some time, whether it was short or long, minutes or hours, days or years, I couldn't tell. But after some time of doing absolutely nothing and almost having fallen asleep again my body tensed.
My breath hitched and my heart stopped beating for a second.

"Hansol. I'm still waiting"