QUOTE : It's okay," he says, eyes closed. He's not even awake. "It's okay." He says these words even in his sleep, like he has said them so often that it's his mouths default sentiment. All this pain in his life, all this care he doles out to everyone else. And yet he still cracks his broken heart open even wider-wide enough to fit me, too. I wonder how much this must hurt him, the toll it must take to give more of himself to me when he already has so little left to give.