Mik Everett once said “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.” I like that saying because I couldn’t agree more. You can never die. Both joy and pain that have been brought upon will leave an everlasting scar ergo words of you will never stop being written and you’d live on forever. Your touch can take up to 4 and a half pages, I could write more on the way you lie down still with your eyes closed and then comes your laughter — my goodness, I could write a whole damn book about it.