...It doesn't matter if he doesn't know who I am. If there are a thousand Daves, or ten thousand Daves, and all of them are fighting for something more, then I hope that all of their choices will lead them to someone who'll tell them how much they matter, and make sure that they believe it.
[She ducks her head, chin coming down to rest against her collarbone, but then she picks her head up again with renewed quiet determination.]
I can't do that much. But if he paid for even ten seconds for you, and for them, and for all of this...then yes, I will. Of course I'll still pay for that, because what matters is that I don't want him to die alone.
If he bought all of us ten seconds, then I'll gladly buy ten for him — and I'll tell him how worthy of love he must've been all along, that someone he never once met still fell in love with him from far away, and came all that way so that at the end, he wouldn't have to be alone.
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[She ducks her head, chin coming down to rest against her collarbone, but then she picks her head up again with renewed quiet determination.]
I can't do that much. But if he paid for even ten seconds for you, and for them, and for all of this...then yes, I will. Of course I'll still pay for that, because what matters is that I don't want him to die alone.
If he bought all of us ten seconds, then I'll gladly buy ten for him — and I'll tell him how worthy of love he must've been all along, that someone he never once met still fell in love with him from far away, and came all that way so that at the end, he wouldn't have to be alone.