And I've been blinded by that toxic dust for so long- until now. My sight has adapted to the painful nano-particles of heartbreak you've subjected me to. My eyesight now no longer feels the sharp pain of those grains of abuse. My mind is now numbingly tolerant to the absorbed demoralization you cover me with. I've finally learned not to feel. I've finally learned how to see again. And I think, finally, you're pretty screwed.