"I'm in love with you," he said
quietly.
"Augustus," I said.
"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see
the corner of this eyes crinkling."I'm in love with you
and I'm in not in the buisness of denying myself the simple
pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and
I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that
oblivion is inveriable, and that we're all doomed and that
there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust,
and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have
and I'm in love with you."