Robin was there, looking as right as she was in your eyes. She was writing another song, laughing while she hit her pen and coughed. After a few hours, she would constantly come up to your knees and begged you to do the things you said you'd do to her.

"Won't you kiss me? On the mouth, please."

But you knew that wasn't all she wanted, she wants you to love her, like a sailor. You don't believe in Aeons or something, but she's definitely your savior.

The problem... is that this is wrong, just falling in love with her is wrong, even more with being lovers.