Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.
I thought our story was epic, you know. You and me. Spanning years and continents. Lives ruined and blood shed. Epic. But summer’s almost here and we won’t see each other all. And then you’ll leave town, and then… it’s over.
If he’s still in love with me… because… I’m still in love with him. I am. I’ve been in love with him since I was 23 years old. He’s everything to me. He’s my life. I feel complete when I’m with him and I feel empty when we’re apart. He’s the father of my children… and he’s my soulmate.
Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything. Creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it’s still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild.
I’ve been doin’ this job for 17 years, honey. Doctors come and go, but nurses make this place run. We don’t get much credit or pay. We see a lot of misery, a lot of dyin’, but we come back every day. I’ve given up bein’ appreciated, but I sure as hell won’t let any of us be taken for granted.
But if you think this is just some high school club where you can sing and dance your way through any social issue… Or confuse sexuality, you have come to the wrong place. There is none of that here. That’s high school. This shit is real life. NOW. don’t just bring it, sing it, and let’s do this.
You know I’ve got this theory, there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They’re the ones you see with the CD insert out like 5 minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Um, then there’s the music people, like Brooke. Who could care less for the lyrics as long as its just got like a good beat and you could dance to it. I don’t know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I’m not, let me just say this. Sometimes things find you when you need them to find you, I believe that. And for me its usually song lyrics.
“I have the benefit of having a fake wife and a real wife. I get my nerves soothed by both of them. We basically get together and lean on each other and figure it out. My actual wife is a saint who comes from a long, long line of saints.”