[Namaste]

You asked me once about why I went in the shop, but I never told you. I didn't go in there looking for God. I wanted you. Apart from Sam, you were the only person that smiled at me around here. And I wanted it. I wanted it to soak into me and brighten me up. And I thought you were beautiful. I just wanted to look at you, that's all. Didn't want to know you. Because I knew if I got to know you, you'd have your own shite. You wouldn't be perfect and I didn't want that feeling ruined. And boy, was I right.