“I miss you so much, I can't stand itFeels like my heart is breaking in twoMy head says no, but my soul demands itAnd everything I do, reminds me of you”

“Why can't you understand that I love you so much, that not being able to touch you hurts? I can't stand the fact that I can't get into your thoughts. Haventon is gone to you, but it's also gone to me. I miss it so much. It feels like my heart's been ripped out from my chest.”

“Inside me, there is an organ more important than my heart. Although you can't see it, I feel it going right through my head and down to my legs, and I know that it exists inside me. It's the one that lets me stand up and walk forward. So that I can walk forward, without ever trembling. If I stopped here I feel like it would break...My soul would break. Even more than if my heart stops beating, to me that is the most important. Even if I become senile and my back gets bent, I still have to walk forward.”

“You know, you remind me of my younger brother. I miss that kid, so much that I sometimes regret killing him.”

“You know, you remind me of my younger brother. I miss that kid, so much that I sometimes regret killing him.”

“You know, you remind me of my younger brother. I miss that kid, so much that I sometimes regret killing him.”