“You don’t want me.” She whispered in the darkest dark.
“Why?” he asked, trying to find light.
“It won’t be easy, that’s all,” adding a glimmer in his night.
He came with a blind kiss, and from that, a most marvelous spark.
“Brian, I just told you. You don’t want to want me,” he tickled her, she laughed.
Because everyone knows, the number one thing we all want, is that which we cannot have.
And thus began the most honest, ill-timed, heart-felt heart-break they both had ever known.