Whenever you walk into the room, my eyes have to adjust. The light you produce is blinding -- a torch in the middle of a dark cave. What is that light? Is it the light of happiness? The light of love? Whatever it may be, don't let it extinguish. You're the light that illuminates my eyes and my heart. I would surely be lost without you.
not much, having a bit of writer's block... anywayyy I love you, Rach <3 Thank you for being my personal sunlight.