“I asked you if was pretty, you said no. I asked you if I was fat, you said yes of course. I asked if you wanted to be with me forever, you said no. I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, you said no. I had heard too much and needed to leave. And as I walked away, you grabbed my hand and told me to stay. You said; your not pretty, your beautiful. The only thing fat or big about you is your heart. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die.”