Luka — Jane Harvey-Berrick

I'm not a good man.

I'm not a bad man.

But I've made some bad mistakes, made the wrong choices. Who hasn't? But the consequences are tearing us apart.

I love two people.

I love them differently.

The world tells me I have to choose. Why? Why do I have to choose?

Loving hurts.

Dancing heals.

Love makes you soar, makes you fly and sets you free--and then it lets you freefall until you're smashed and bleeding on the ground. Ultimately, love is the worst thing that can happen to a human being.

In my opinion.

I love two people.

I love them differently.

One is a man.

One is a woman.

And they are brother and sister.