I think you can say I'm your subconscious, or maybe you from the past. I'm the you that has been pushed away. The person you haven't seen in a while. The person you forgot exists within you.
I mean, you're right... I- I used to. But, is it even worth it? Why is it so important that I tell them to keep going, to keep pushing through? What's the light at the end of the tunnel? Is there a light?
Well, because you need me. You're giving up. Did you forget what you do? You stop people from exactly that.
Wow, I think you're right.
Well, no. I mean, not really. I think the light is spread throughout the tunnel. I think the light is the little moments that make you smile. The smell of freshly baked cookies, the compliments from a stranger, the smile you put on someone's face, the music that makes you dance, or the moon that touches your soul every once in a while.