Hey, it's not a contest. I don't think pain is really the kind of thing you can - quantify, you know? Whatever you're under weighs as much as it weighs while you're under it. And I want to know how it's been, for you. Even the hard things. I want to know the things about you that I'd know if we'd always been able to be together. Me-me. You know? It's not worse. It's different.
I have nightmares sometimes. I don't love that. But I used to be lonely. I haven't felt that way since - well, since you, since I stumbled into COFFEE. You made space for me. And I want there to be space for you, I want... I don't know. The way I ran to you that day and you just caught me, I want to be that for you. The metaphorical equivalent, anyway. I want to be where you feel safe.