I've been blind
Unable to see all the little sparkless in the darkness of my fear.
Therefore i'm writing this for you, my love, as proof.
Proof that, although a bit of the darkness still remains, i can see them now.
I can see those fireflies of love you're sending me.
Just to remember, i've captured them in a jar.
Every time i tend to forget and the darkness closes in on me again, i just shake the jar and let myself be blinded by the light of your love again.
But still, now that my eyes can see, my ears long for the sound of "i love you"
