But I Think That No Matter How

Looking At Her Is Like Waking Up.

I Am Fed Up. I Am Fed Up With Tears And Weakness. But There Isn't Much I Can Do To Stop Them.

The Gun Goes Off. I Fall.

You Don’t Believe Things Because They Make Your Life Better, You Believe Them Because They’re True.

I Forget That He Is Another Person; Instead It Feels Like He Is Another Part Of Me, Just As Essential As A Heart Or An Eye Or An Arm.