Nick, I don't know if you're married, a priest, or whatever, but as my friend, I need you to know my side of the story. I feel in love with you the first time I saw you, and I love you as much now as I ever have. I'll live, and be happy, no worries, but for a split second you were the best thing that ever happened to me, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. And if you were so inclined, still do. You meant, and mean, the wor4ld to me. I was just afraid you were going to get hurt, but I think THEY know better now. Period.
End of that story.
End of that story.
