Maybe I am too harsh, I am sorry.
This is me reviewing what you wrote… And I am writing mine.
What we have called “Love”. It is the love that will not make us blind, unlike other kinds of love. You and me, me and you. This is called love, I couldn’t agree more. I’m glad to hear that you’ve never been blind when you are with me. Thank god for that. I’m flawed and fragmented and I’m always blind, sometimes things blurred my judgments. I am not as strong as you are. I can be so blind, but every time you are with me, I know I have another pair of eyes, so I can be blind. I do hope that one day I will see things clearer as you say. I hope one day I can feel your heart beating. I hope one day I will get you. I hope one day I will not be blind. But this doesn’t mean that I won’t be needing you. I need you to know that I am alive, I am human, with blood flowing in my vessel and vein. I wish one day I can see things from your eyes, the world will be much brighter and clearer with your eyes.
Thank god I have you. So I can be blind, you can take my hand, and take me to the world in front of us. Thank god we have each other, I hope that this will last. You and me, me and you.
