My life flashes by my eye, like a slow shooting star fading, and dying. My once bright light suddenly dies. How did things come to this, what did I do to deserve this, and why didn't I see this. Maybe I did see, maybe I just forgot, forgot of the fear that was made by my stupid curse, or some people call it a gift or a blessing, those people made me myself again, they help me to forget, and be happy. Those people turned my world around and let me turn theirs. At least I saw this, at least my "Mind's Eye' let me see. No more words needed to be said my Love, but, "thank you and I love you".