—What we once were informs all that we have become. The same love will infect our hearts — even if they no longer beat. Simple death won’t change that.—Love? Is this the work of love?—Darling boy… So young. Still so very young.

—What we once were informs all that we have become. The same love will infect our hearts — even if they no longer beat. Simple death won’t change that.
—Love? Is this the work of love?
—Darling boy… So young. Still so very young.