I want to tell you something.
Well then?
I can't.
Why not?
I just, I...I don't know how.
Try.
I am.
You know you can tell me anything.
I know.
It's just that, well...I
I know.
You do?
Yes.
It's hard not to.
It is?
Yes. The way you look at me.
Oh.
The way you smile.
I see.
But you know nothing can come of it.
I know.
Then way say so.
I don't care.
Care?
I don't care what happens.
You should.
I don't, I can't help it.
You should try.
Ever since I was little.
It was different then.
I know.
But you some how came to me then.
Yes.
And you are here now.
I am.
I don't care any more.
It's not my place to.
I don't
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