Will you come with me to get my sight back?
I know, ten years along time without seeing
Without wanting to see.
I want to see
I’m letting go of the past
I want to see the world
Your face, his face, their faces
Your children, my wedding
The colors
To be no longer in darkest
To see the light.
To not guess where I should be looking.
Will you come with me?
You hold my hand tight.
I'm not afraid
You are
Thinking all will go wrong.
The laser starts…
My eyes still bandage up
We get in costumes and makeup
I do the first scene without you
We don’t meet until two hours later.
The moment capture on film
It’s the child meeting the mother for the first time
Both our breathes are taking away
We continue with the scene
Cut.
I don’t want to move
I don’t want to take my eyes off of you.
Don’t want to leave your side.
I'm the weak one for the first time.
Taking in this moment
Pausing it.
Where I didn’t count my steps
Where I didn’t have to act like
I could see.
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