Joshua Sulliven struggled to rise from the ground, his voice hoarse as he spoke.
Keira Leaf stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the man who had fallen to the ground, observing the sorrow in his expression. Tears that she could no longer control began cascading down her face. Joshua, I'm sorry, so sorry.
Perhaps it was my selfishness, unable to shoulder this profound love, or maybe it was my cowardice, fearing indebtedness to a future mapped in a pair of eyes. But please believe, believe that my love for you is as strong as ever. Because I love you, I have grown accustomed to the spirited, noble coldness that is you. Because I love you, I cannot accept the fact that you can no longer see this world.
I think, you must not understand, not understand how I can face life and death unafraid, yet cannot withstand the sight of our love becoming blind and wounded.
