There was a mess backstage, and he bent down to pick up the trophy and handed it to me with a steady hand.
Later, I only wanted his manuscripts. Others don't understand, but only he can write what is in my bones.
We see through each other and fall from heights together. That night in the dim apartment, he leaned against me and said:
"The moment I saw your eyes were red but refused to cry, I knew I couldn't escape."
Intention: Love each other in an imperfect manner amidst the imperfections.
