Real love is hard work. You have to decide if you want it in your story—or… if you’d rather just stay in the dream.

If you don’t know, why would you say so?
‘should’ve never started—ain’t that the way it always ends.

I can see their eyes.. but tell me something: can they see mine?

‘Cause what’s left to lose? I’ve done enough. And if I fail, well then I fail, but I gave it a shot. And these last three years, I know they’ve been hard, but now it’s time to get out of the desert and into the sun. Even if it’s alone.