Once I'd disposed of your body, Lila, I decided I wasn't going to think about you anymore.

It was that simple. It wasn't like I thought about you that much before anyway, at least not after we broke up. You were just one, big, passionately regretted mistake.

But come on, Lila. Did you really think I was going to come away with you? Especially once you knew what I was, what I am, and what I do. Did you even think you were going to live? Live with me?

You're crazy. So am I. Is that why you thought we were 'soul mates'? It's quite poetic actually, almost beautiful. Two people like us, alone together with these humans that don't understand.

Or did you actually care about me? No. I can answer that. As much as you'd like to tell yourself, you don't understand the words care or love or need. Happiness, sorrow and anger. They're all just those words you've revised straight from the dictionary, parts you played in the script you've learnt.

I should know. I know all the words.

Lila Tournay. And that's not even your real name, is it? You were perfect and you were beautiful and you were poison.

As I told you, you were more dangerous than my addiction.

Deborah was right about you, the whole time. Why did I ever allow you to come between me and Rita?

Because I thought you understood me.

Maybe you did.

But, why Angel, Lila? Why someone as good and innocent as Angel, whose life you screwed up along the way?

Or why did you choose me, as the object of your obsession?

You were so, so like me. At least, that's what I thought.

Why did you do that to Doakes? You know, at first, I thought it was some kind of miracle. You were the second explanation.

But things are sort of going to work out now, no? I'm back with Rita. And no, she doesn't understand me and she doesn't know me and me and her are worlds apart. Isn't that a good thing?

There's definitely nothing dangerous about Rita.

So, I'll go back to the way I was. The barrier between the charming, Mr Fix-It forensics guy and the serial killer, Dexter the Dark Defender is sufficiently strong.

It's better that way. Really.