I Like The Truth, Even When It

With Respect," Said Red, And His Voice Had Gone So Quiet People Hushed Each Other To Hear Him, "my Tale Is Yet Unfinished; You Should Hear Me Out. And It Is Her Answer I Have Come To Hear, Not Yours.

I Know It's Hard For You To Trust Me. If I Ever Find The Man Who Did This To You, Who Made You So Frightened, I'll Kill Him With My Bare Hands. But You Can Trust Me.

He Was Sitting Not Far Away, Watching Me, And I Surprised A Smile On His Face, The First Real Smile I Had Ever Seen Him Give, A Smile That Curved And Softened The Tight Mouth, And Warmed The Ice-cool Eyes; A Smile That Brought The Blood To My Face And Made My Heart Turn Over.

You Are... You're Like A Beating Heart. A Glowing Lamp. I've Never Met Anyone Like You Before.

This Is A Long Goodbye, Yet Not Time Enough. I Have No Aptitude For This. I Cannot Learn This. I Would Hold On, And Hold On, Until My Hands Clutch At Emptiness.