Dark matter has a gravitation effect on other objects. You can't see it, you can't feel it, but you can watch something being pulled in its direction.

How could I not have seen this coming, when I looked into your eyes and vowed to be with you forever?

Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?

When someone loves you up one side and down the other like that, you make every effort to stick around.

When you care more if someone else lives than you do about yourself- is that what [love is]?

On my license, it says I'm an organ donor, but the truth is I'd consider being an organ martyr. I'm sure I'm worth a lot more dead than alive - the sum of the parts equal more than the whole. I wonder who might wind up walking around with my liver, my lungs, even my eyeballs. I wonder what poor asshole would get stuck with whatever it is in me that passes for a heart.

What is right, in the end, is not always what it seems to be, and some rules are better broken.