“When you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're just like an angelYour skin makes me cry ”

“When you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're just like an angelYour skin makes me cry”

“Then you came and I started to feel again. I started to think there was a reason I survived, that you were my reason. But nothing's so simple, is it? I didn't protect you. Here you are hurting so bad, and I can't even help. I'm just here and I need you. That's all it comes to. I need you to be brave when I haven't been. I know how hard it is. Look at me. Look at what's happened to me. Jesus, I feel like I'll be crying for the next century." He bent his head, pressed his tear-wet cheek to her dry cold skin. "But I'm here. I'm not hiding anymore. Princess, I'm asking you. Come back to me. You're my life.”

“We were just sitting on the bed, together, and you were just drinking from me, your mouth on my skin, and you didn't have any panties on?""You mean you didn't look?”

“Besides, skin color was skin color, right? It was just the color of your goddamned skin. There was nothing anybody could do about that. You were born with it. Like some people were born with big feet or blue eyes. You didn't make the choice. Your parents did. Or God did.”

“Do you intend to make me cry, or are you just foolish?”