It's nights like these that loneliness tears at me...stubborn, so stubborn...

I don't need anybody.

No, but you want someone there for you.

I have all that I need.

Someone to hold your heart.

We don't have a heart, remember?

You locked it away. That raw, bleeding, beating mess. But it's still beating. It's still beating.

It gets in my way.

Don't you remember who you used to be? Don't you remember what it feels like? Having someone there?

I gave that up. I gave it up because no, I don't remember.

You don't have to...you don't have to hide away, not all the time. You built walls around your heart...why...

It hurts.

You coward.

It's safe.

We said we'd never do that. We agreed.

Too late now. Who's going to be there, huh? You're just banking on imagination, hoping against hope that someone's going to be there, that you won't have to carry on alone.

We don't have to...please, just wait a little longer...

It hurts...it hurts...make it stop...please...

Don't be afraid. Hang in there. Please, please just hold on. We're going to make it out okay, I promise.

Help. Help me. Please.