“You can’t love me, I understand that. But it’s too fucking late for me. You have stitched yourself into my soul. You are in my marrow, in every breath I breathe and every thought I have. You are more than need and desire. I will crave you long after my soul has been taken. I will yearn for you in this world, and the underworld and any other that drags me from you. And until then, I will fight to find a way to keep you, because you are mine. No matter what fate says, you will always be mine.”
