"Why do you always have to make this so hard?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"We argue, we fight, we scream, and we cry. We take one step forward and then three steps back. We're getting no where. We're heading straight into a dead end street."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"I want you. All of you."
"I love you, isn't it enough?"
"Sometimes...it isn't."
"Why?"
"It's painful, being with someone who's only half there."
"It's the half that matters; the half that no one else can ever have – only you."
"You're killing me, do you know that?"