and his eyes.
jonathan is losing it.
his eyes,
he’s a bit scared, of course.
the fright that chills him don’t come from the reason that he will no longer see how blue the sky is, nor how bright the sky burns at dawn.
he doesn’t want to live another day, blind.
well would that be, that love is blind?
he would love to see her, once more.
before he losses it.
















