shall we get ice cream?

“Once I found out why he wrote this song, I liked it even more. It's cool, right? Putting “you'd left” in the blanks. You'd left before the sky could turn so bright. You'd left before the sunlight warmed the day. You'd left before the flowers bloomed in sight. You'd left before sweet dreams could find their way. I wonder... how my parents are doing now. Don't do that. Your parents are at peace now.”

I’m tired. Me too. We walked all this way. I mean… I’m tired of hiding us. Is it worth it, then? Not yet.

When you said you were wavering, is that all it is? Well... How could I feel anything more than that, Barth? Can't you just let it happen? Let it go like the other day?