Maybe I should just be no one again

"D'you breathe the name Of your savior in your hour of need And taste the blame If the flavor should remind you of greed, Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till you cannot lie still In all this turmoil Before red cape and foil Come closing in for a kill

Come feed the rain 'Cause I'm thirsty for your love Dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'Cause without your love my life Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust"

— “can… can i have a hug? please?”

— “oh, sweetheart- come here.”

— “how long has it been since someone hugged you?”

— “just hold me.”

— “is this okay?”

— “we don’t have to talk, if you don’t want to. we can just sit here together until you feel up to anything else.”

— “can i hug you? you look like you could do with it.”

— “are you blushing?! that’s adorable.”

— “it’s okay, baby, just let it all out. i’ve got you, i promise.”

— “you fell asleep in my arms. it was kind of adorable.”

— “please, never apologise for wanting to be loved.”

— “you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.”

— “i’m never more at peace than i am in your arms.”

— “not that i think cuddling will fix everything, but i’m pretty sure it can’t make things worse.”