on the cutting room floor:

“Did you ever know something so completely in the bottom of your soul, the truth of something so immense and powerful that it almost seemed a part of … of the bloody universe or what religions call God, a thing so clear that it makes everything else, every thought and feeling, look muddy?”

“I don’t-”

“I don’t need any memory to tell me what that is. It’s love, and it’s how I feel about you, and there’s no way anything could ever change that.”

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Feel free to LOL at me. I obviously need some sleep.