I had a dream last night that I loved somebody more than you. Than you, Jamie, and I would say it's impossible for me to love anyone more than you. I would say that if I was younger, but I'm not younger anymore.
And this man that I loved more than you, I would kiss him and kiss him so much that I forgot you were even alive. I felt like he was the only man I'd ever known.
But then you came to see me, just after he'd left. You. You came to the door, Jamie, and I said that I didn't love you and perhaps it was over. And you stood there and said nothing at all, you never said a word in this dream I had of loving someone more than you. As you were closing the door, I said that even now I didn't know the real reson. As images of this man filled my head. I told you that even now I was still asking myself Why.
