R.K. Lilley

Careful, Love. You can't offer a starving man a feast and expect him not to take you up on it.

— R.K. Lilley

He's the best I ever had. And the worst thing that ever happened to me.

— R.K. Lilley

He was hurting, and I hurt with him. We had never been able to maintain any level of detachment from each other’s suffering, and we didn’t now.

— R.K. Lilley

How could such a beautiful man be insecure?

— R.K. Lilley

I also found it particularly encouraging that the decent people in his life were now outnumbering the crazy bitches

— R.K. Lilley

I don't feel alone with you. I feel like I have a family and a home again. You're my home. All the dark shadows seem to disappear when we're together.

— R.K. Lilley

I feel like real love should take time, or at least, more time than this. I've been trying to make my head rule my actions, when my heart has so obviously taken over, but I feel how I feel, and I know it's not going away.

— R.K. Lilley

I had fallen in love with a perfect lie.

— R.K. Lilley

I loved your eyes first,” I told him, repeating his words from a few weeks ago back to him, because it was true, and because we were two halves of a whole—we had been all along, and he’d been so clever to know it right away. I used to think it was insanity, but now I was beginning to think that it was pure brilliance. “I see it, too, James. I see the other half of my soul in you.

— R.K. Lilley

Is it romantic or psychotic when I say I'll never let you leave me?

— R.K. Lilley