no one had ever told me love didn’t come to stay. now that it had left me, i was a shell, a hollow body with nothing in it but the echoes of dante’s voice, distant and unreachable.
and my own voice was gone.
i once thought that you could find all the secrets of the universe in someone’s hand.
and i think that’s true. i did find all the secrets of the universe in your hand. your hand, dante.