He was supposed to be an angel but they took him from that light and turned him into something hungry, something that forgets what his hands are for when they aren’t shaking. He will lose so much, and you’ll watch it all happen because you had him first and you would let the world break its own neck if it means keeping him. [….]
When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, you love it.
Oh, when you used to sing it to sleep.