“There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re perfect in every single fucking way.” More tears spill over, and her face crumples. “Then why can’t I walk away?” “For the same reason I can’t seem to stay away to keep you safe: we were made for each other. Even though you’re the brightest fucking star in the galaxy, and I’m just a black hole that sucks the life out of everything. Even though being with me could completely implode your life. You make everything feel less hopeless.” “That makes no sense,” she says through a sad chuckle, tears still streaming down her reddened face.
