[I'd never be who I am today. I'd be alone in all of my darkest moments and never know what it was like to be there for someone else's. I would've fallen apart after mom died, after I found out I wasn't human, after everything I thought was real was taken away from me.
I'd never know a love like this existed, a love deep enough to want all of my flaws and imperfections without improving anything, to want to be by your side forever.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
It's nothing he says out loud, but instead he conveys it with the way he slides his hand to the side of Billy's neck and caresses his jawbone with something not unlike reverence, the way he tightens his grip with his other hand, the way he takes in a slightly deeper, sharper breath than before.]
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I'd never know a love like this existed, a love deep enough to want all of my flaws and imperfections without improving anything, to want to be by your side forever.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
It's nothing he says out loud, but instead he conveys it with the way he slides his hand to the side of Billy's neck and caresses his jawbone with something not unlike reverence, the way he tightens his grip with his other hand, the way he takes in a slightly deeper, sharper breath than before.]
... Cry a lot?