"Let the blind lead those who can see but cannot feel."
I can feel, but I can't lead.
You can't lead someone when the farthest you can get is five feet without running into a wall.
I can speak, but I can't speak up.
Maybe had I decided to speak up she would have been mine.
I can speak to a computer, but I can't speak to a girl. What is wrong with me? Maybe my cancerous eyes could have instead been a cancerous heart. Maybe only then would I be able to hide away the pain of not being able to physically see the girl of my dreams walk away with my best friend.
Denial never ends when you can't see what's happening.
I could feel the heartbreak with every footstep she took that day. As she walked in with him; walked out with him. I know another girl will never see me like girls see him. I will never be able to look at her like he can. I won't be able to make her feel like she is warmed by a gaze like smoldering hot coals, and then spit them out as metaphors like it's my day job.
She will always have my support. Her happiness warms my heart, but they will never know what is truly going on in my mind; the rage that lies beneath these glass eyes. I just want her to see me as more than someone that cannot see.
I can't see, but I can see Hazel Grace. I can see her in the way she laughs. I can see her in the way she makes me smile. She is a light quickly fading in my darkness. As Augustus moves closer to her, she moves farther away from me.
When he leaves her, maybe that will lead her back to me. Maybe her feelings will lead her to the blind, myself, and then I can teach her how to see.