[ I can't, he thinks. Sink knife into flesh again. Listen to that primordial fear rise in the voice of someone he loves.
I can't — have a life despite it. Deserve that. (Deserve this.) Mirrored eyes trace the line of him, a careful arrangement of edges where the light catches. A moment stretches on into the dark.
if i die still having to picture danny devito naked i will haunt you forever
I can't — have a life despite it. Deserve that. (Deserve this.) Mirrored eyes trace the line of him, a careful arrangement of edges where the light catches. A moment stretches on into the dark.
In place of a lie, he says, ]
You do, too.