We were inside the train car when I started to cry. You were crying too, 

            smiling and crying in a way that made me 

even more hysterical. You said I could have anything I wanted, but I 

                                                                                      just couldn’t say it out loud. 

Actually, you said Love, for you, 

                                 is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s 

                                                                                                 terrifying. No one 

                                                                                 will ever want to sleep with you.