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Matt Murdock is certainly a complicated man, hard to get to know and full of contradictions. He is the kind of friend who will probably not answer each and every one of your phone calls, won't be available to hang out at a bar after work every night, and will definitely not share much about himself, no matter how much you try; however, he has the softest spot for the most vulnerable ones along with an out-of-this-world sense of justice, he will be there to save your life whenever you need him, even if that means risking his own, and above all, when he loves, it is infinitely.
He has an inside world of darkness and light that he has opened to me only, and that not everyone would be able to understand, accept, and love. He has been through so much, we both have, and it's been a long journey of fears and lies and deceptions, but today I can say that we've finally been able to work things out, make each other better, and move forward… together.
Here are some of the things that come out of living with a man whom I am madly in love with and who rocks my world:
- He is blind, yet he sees me better than anyone else does. I must admit it was humiliating at first, I made sure he knew that when he told me his secret, and now it is both a curse and a blessing because when I'm angry at him, particularly when he knows I'm right, he leaves me with no arguments by telling me he loves the way my voice changes as I start getting upset and how my body heats up and then my knees go weak and the discussion ends in our bedroom each time. He's a hell of a lawyer, I can tell.
- He has a secret identity that he keeps hidden under his mask, although he didn't think twice before revealing it to the man who earned his trust by saving my life, or to the little boy he'd just rescued so he wouldn't get scared.
- He gets home late, so late that I get worried sick sometimes wondering how badly hurt he could be when I hear the roof door creak, but then he snuggles in bed with me after his shower, no matter how horrible of a night it's been, tells me that he loves me and falls asleep to the sound of my heartbeat with his forehead pressed against mine. In that moment I just forget it, I forget everything.
- He punches criminals to the point they have to spend weeks at a hospital, but he also kisses my forehead and holds my hand whenever he has a chance.
- His fists get bloody as he fights as the devil in the darkness, either behind a black mask or a red suit, that’s a fact. What no one can actually see is the light inside his heart.
- His self esteem is lower than average, he has hit rock bottom before, reason why Foggy and I always make sure to remind him how valuable he is to us, and that we won't go anywhere. When he gets cocky, though, (and he does, a lot) it makes me want to slap him in the face. Or kiss him. I always choose the latter, to be honest.
- Despite being stubborn as fuck and having a tremendous tendency to isolate himself from everything and everyone, he's worth keeping around, so I have learned to hold on tight and never let go. I will never let him go.
- For a long time he pushed me away, half of it trying to keep me safe, the other one trying to stay safe himself, but not anymore. Every day he holds me so tightly that he could crush my bones, making me whole again by bringing all my broken pieces back together.
While it’s true that we've both been through hell, together everything feels like heaven, and I'm hopeful that it always will.