This skin is a nuisance. This skin that separates you and me...it is a nuisance..

Please, please. Don't cry like that. I'm going to go mad. I don't want to see you again. I need to see you again... I'm sick of it. Because as soon a….

But even if you should betray me, I will forgive you..

I really hate pain. I'd pull my own soul out if it meant I could stop the pain..

Even if you lie to me...that's okay. I'll be satisfied with as much of yourself as you can give me..