Love, Life, Meaning...over.

After All The Thousand Times I’ve Told You I Love You, How Could You Let One Word Break Your Faith In Me?...i Could See It In Your Eyes, That You Honestly Believed That I Didn’t Want You Anymore. The Most Absurd, Ridiculous Concept—as If There Were Any Way That I Could Exist Without Needing You!

You Want Me To Be All Doom And Gloom, Or Just Shut Up?

When I Told You I Didn't Want You It Was The Blackest Kind Of Blasphemy

If We Could Bottle Your Luck, We'd Have A Weapon Of Mass Destruction On Our Hands.

Ian Paused And Leaned Closer To Me So That I Couldn't Seem To See Anything Around His Face, Just Snow And Sapphire And Ink.