-Prologue-

Dear ------,

Though I cannot see you ever so clearly, though you are just a bunch of colors to my sight,

I do hope you understand my situation. I am going through a lot. I admit, stupid idiot, I am having

difficulty. I come to you for strength and support, and I think—no—I know that you will be willing to

give me just that. I know you will always be here by my side through this difficult time.

I thank you for that.

Even though I cannot see your face, you have your own special color in my eyes. Orange it is.

Weird, isn't it? I don't know why, but that is what I see. Oh how I wish I could see you! When I

see that color, I am pretty sure it is you. As I've said before, you and you alone have that color.

It gives me strength despite my blindness.

Yes, idiot, my blindness, though I hate to admit, weakens me. But I know God did not forget

about me. I know He loves me. It is because He gave you to me. I am so blessed.

I love you ------. I do hope you feel the same. You are my life. You're the one that keeps me

going. I have probably given up a long time ago if it weren't for you. Again, I love you. I know I have

someone to watch over me.

—Rukia