I called your name.
"I couldn't hear you"
I cried for you.
"I didn't see you"
All you saw.
All you ever heard...
"Was the rain tapping on my window.
Asking to wash all my pain away."
You didn't listen.
"No."
Instead...
"I stole away."
Hoping I would...
"Go away."
But I didn't.
"You should."
So you can destroy yourself?
"No."
Then why?
"Because I'm waiting."
Anticipating?
"Maybe..."
What?
"Love."
Love?
"Yeah. Why not love?"
Because love hurts.
"How do you know?"
How can I not?
"Are you saying I shouldn't love?"
I'm saying be careful.
"Why?"
Because some people are dangerous.
"Dangerous?"
Like demons.
"Dangerous like demons..."
Watch out for them.
"I know."
Really?
"Yeah, of course."
Farewell, then.
"Will you come back?"
Only if you want me to.
"Will you let me see your face?"
Eventually, but not yet.
"Alright, goodnight."
Goodnight.
