and she said something that caught him off guard and pulled him out of his pity party,
"man the fuck up."
he stared at her, eyes wide,
mouth
g a p i n g.
"emily-"
he whispered,
stopping when
her hand slammed on the bed.
"it's not your fault.
get over your blindness.
so you're blind,
big deal.
i fell in love with you despite your blindness.
and nothing will change that.
it's not your fault that i was unhappy.
it's not your fault
because you were the light.
You were the only one who held me even when i was crying,
even while i pushed you away.
you were there for me.
you were my... light,
i can't stand to watch my
l i g h t
dim,"
she spoke quietly yet strongly.
and she watched as a smile spread across his face.
and he silently confessed that
she was his light,
she was his sight.