I needed, I needed...you." "Don't tell me you need me." "But I can't help it. I do

Blaire, This teardrop represents many things. The tears I know you’ve shed over holding your mother’s piece of satin. The tears you’ve shed over each loss you’ve experienced. But it also represents the tears we’ve both shed as we’ve felt the little life inside you begin to move. The tears I’ve shed over the fact I’ve been given someone like you to love. I never imagined anyone like you Blaire. But every time I think about forever with you I’m humbled that you chose me. This is your something blue. I love you, Rush

Sawyer: Alone in your tent? Um, no. You're in my tent

I held his gaze. I could see the storm in his eyes. I knew he was confused. I could see the fear. Then there was the love. I saw it. The fierceness in his eyes. I believed it. I could see it clearly. But it was too late now. The love wasn't enough. Everyone always said that love was enough. It wasn't. Not when your soul was shattered.

Don't walk out of here. I can't lose you.

Fine. You don’t want to be good enough for me, then you will never be. I deserve someone who wants to be what I need.

For the first time, the object of what I want is more important than fulfilling my desires.