An accident snatched the world from my childhood friend’s eyes, leaving behind a thick, seemingly endless darkness. Since that day, the colors we once shared have vanished. ​Having known her since we were children, I cannot leave her to wander the darkness alone. ​I love her despite her brokenness. I love her even though she hates this world. I love her even as she continues to push me away. ​I will be her sunlight, grazing her trembling fingertips to show her the way home. When her world no longer holds maps or colors, I will be the shadow that guards her. ​I would set myself on fire if I must, just so she knows that even in the darkest labyrinth, she never walks alone.