What Kind Of Person Doesn't Let You

All Things Are Possible.

I Can See His Pain, See It In The Way He Runs His Fingers Through His Hair, Over And Over, And I Understand What It Costs Him To Hide It All.

Judge Not, Lest Ye Be Judged.

I'm Sorry, Gemma. But We Can't Live In The Light All Of The Time. You Have To Take Whatever Light You Can Hold Into The Dark With You.

I’m Not Interested In Being Polite. It’s False.