“i love you.” he said. when the other was quiet. he was sure that maybe they just didn’t understand him. he looked down at his hands and bit his lip. speak, he told himself, you can’t explain if you don’t speak. he had been hurt so much and he swore he would never fall in love again. but, here he was and he knew he was right. he knew they were a mess. he knew they were a disaster, but he knew that he belonged with them. nowhere else. he could feel it in his soul. he looked at them and took their hands. “i’ll never say those words again. not to anybody else, ever. those words, from me, are yours now.” he said as his eyes grew big like little brown spotted moons in the craters of his face.