i asked as i tugged on fresh pajamas and took a seat at my desk . `` you 're starting to feel again . `` i do n't know you well enough to love you , '' he said , `` but i love you anyway . it was n't a brush-on-the-lips kiss . they finally grabbed henrys arms and twisted them behind his back . he steps forward and finds my ear . his eyes shone bright with tears . only this time , i felt more prepared . 