Unsealed

There is a hazel eyed boy who charms my heart and fills the inside of my mind. He's rooted in my soul. The darkness here was fought valiantly by his light--his brilliant inner sun that seeks to dazzle me so wonderfully. It always caresses me with its warm tendrils, filling my dark corners until I feel as though I shine, too. But there are unfound places, tender spots in my armor, where darkness flourishes even as it slowly dies. I gaze at this hazel eyed love, and fear my darkness has snuck into him while he sought to help me. And all I can be now is quiet, frozen fear as I hope that there is light somewhere to help him. For I have none of my own; I have naught but shadows or a lack thereof, and Nothing cannot battle Something. If I could shut my walls, lock all of my closets, and seal myself off, would my evil enemy let him alone?