and you taste like danger but i feel so safe in your arms.

i could be martyr'd for my religion. love is my religion. i could die for that. i could die for you.

and if there’s a god then i’m letting him go —— all for you.

in the most biblical sense， i am beyond repentance.

perhaps it is time to admit that you are human.

i could recognize him by touch alone， by smell; i would know him blind， by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. i would know him in death， at the end of the world.

lord, i no longer believe in anything but the way he holds my name between his teeth.