This is a terrible part of loving someone, isn’t it? That they become your heart that lives outside of your body and they exist in the world, and the world we live in tries to beat everyone and everything down, and today it picked him, and it’s working. There’s always been a sparky light in Joah’s eyes. I saw it the very first night we met. Maybe over time I’ve embellished it, but in the eye of my mind’s memory, there’s this magical light inside of his eyes that I think I watched the world dim a bit today. Do you know how that feels? To watch something you love be destroyed?
