Tricking someone into grief is one of the cruelest tricks a person can play, and its been played on me twice.
I want to be brave, and selfless, and smart, and kind, and honest.
Trust me when I tell you, Eaton boy, that resisting is worth doing.
Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion.
though he does not touch me, he steadies me.
Sometimes all I want is to be a few inches taller so the world does not look like a dense collection of torsos.