So I said to her...."look...look at my hand...do you see my love?....I'm giving it to you ....here take it...no? Then try to shake my hand...try to remove the word from it....but the feeling will still be there”
....not written in ink though....think....do you see it?...no?...maybe because love is blind....but its still a feeling we feel...because love is real....you can cut my hand off to get rid of the word...but it will still exist...here start at my wrist....let the blood escape my main vein...”because it’s love that keeps us sane"
Again I said...."Look....look at my hand...don't look away....feel the four letter word....don't cover your eyes....you can scrub my hand but realize that love is a feeling that cannot be erased....understand....?"
        -Peter T. DeSpirito