And if I asked you about love you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a man and been totally vulnerable. Known someone could level you with his eyes. Feeling like, God put an angel on earth just for you...who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it’s like to be his angel and to have that love for him to be there forever.
You don't know about real loss, because that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. I look at you; I don't see an intelligent, confident man; I see a cocky, scared shi*tless kid.
