When I woke up this afternoon. I knew I felt uneasy. But no matter what I'd do. Nothing seemed to please me. . I couldn't get out of my head. That little fight we had last night.
We'd be so less fragile if we're made from metal. And our hearts from iron and our minds from steel. If we built an armor for our tender bodies. Could we love each other? Would we strive to feel?.
And it was the final straw. Though I never knew just what he saw. Never underestimate the power of.... Never underestimate the power of.... . He could bring me to my knees.