“I will bear this pain for you,” he swore. “If one of us has to bleed, it will be me. It’ll always be me.”
“The saddest thing is there won’t be anyone to miss us when we’re gone. No family, no friends, no one waiting at home.”“It’s better that way,” I said. “It’ll be easier for me, knowing my death doesn’t add to anyone’s pain.”“If you can’t give anyone pain, then you can’t give them joy either.”
“He grinned at me and whispered, “I’m going to kiss you now. It’ll be a big one, so don’t hit me.”
“One can bear anything. The pain we cannot bear will kill us outright.”
“Am I hurting you at all?”“Not enough,” he whispered. “Make me bleed.”
“I want to drag you off and hide you away,” he whispered. “Why?” “I always knew you were beautiful, but now everyone else will too. I won’t be able to keep other boys away from you, and it’ll make me crazy.”