“I'll paint you moments of gold, I'll spin you Valentine evenings...”
“If my Valentine you won't be,I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.”
“To her you're Jocelyn's daughter. But I'll always be Valentine's son”
“Tell me your Dreams and I'll write you a Fantasy. Tell me your Fantasies and I'll paint you a Dream for the minds eye you can get lost in!”
“It's not far. Another week. Doesn't matter. I'll get you better shoes this time. And I'll carry your rocks for you. I'll even answer you question.”
“Piper, don't hate Valentine's day," he says. I sigh and look down at him. His eyes are still closed. "I'll be your Valentine.”