I’ll never leave you. How could I? All I ever wanted was you. I don’t care about the rest of it. The rest of it can go to hell. Can’t you see that? Can’t you tell? If I could whisper one thing into your ear it would be three words. Not those three. The other three. I need you. Need. Everything else is trivial. Everything else can go to hell. You could lose your hair, your teeth, your perfect body. I don’t care. I mean I would care because probably you would have radiation poisoning, but it wouldn’t change the way I feel about you. What more can I do to make this clear to you? I tried not asking for things, I tried asking for things, I tried telling you a thousand times in a thousand different ways. Nothing else matters to me except you. You could have been a dickless, horribly disfigured 300 pound black man living in a closet for all I cared. I only wanted you to love me too. That’s all I ever needed. What more can I possibly do to prove it to you?
I’ll write you a love song. I’ll do it. I’m crazy.