"you're confused, isn't that why you're here?" he speaks in quiet tongues, always so gentle, but sincerity lacking i don't want to talk about the things that brought us here the things that have broken us down... in the quiet, and in the dark, it was always the same
i'm here because i want to be held*
it's as simple as that i have no other explanation for the way things are, or should be, or could have been