I watch her, still smiling, and can't believe I'd been gone so long. It was bad, but being back I know now how hellish it was not seeing her. I didn't even have a picture of her like the others did of their girls. Just memories.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile at her again, "I won't leave though. I'd rather die than go through that again. Not seeing you every day was like not breathing. I don't quite know how I'm still alive."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
“And how shall I think of you?' He considered a moment and then laughed. 'Think of me with my nose in a book!” — Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell