Amid the Mist

[Two male leads + devoted to each other + first person + healing + tragic ending]

(A story I came up with on a whim)

I have depersonalization-derealization disorder.

I’m trapped in a thick fog most of the time,

my body and consciousness separated by a thousand miles, unable to touch reality or make sense of the world.

Someone stands outside the fog, stubborn and cold, never gentle,

yet every time I’m about to fall apart, he reaches out and holds on to me.

Only later did I understand:

Reality hurt too much, so I hid in a dream.

People in dreams don’t lie.

They don’t leave or disappear.

And I would rather never wake from this long dream.