y: you can't be broken unless you let it
x: i guess i let him
y: young and stupid
x: i let him hold the gun pointing towards my heart believing he won't pull the trigger
y: you're so fragile
x: i'm not dead yet
y: you are dead. you're not you anymore
x: i became this person
y: where's the aishah i used to know then?
x: she has blossomed into a little monster
y: i think she's dead
x: i guess she is
y: so how do i kill this little monster?
x: what monster?
y: you
x: why do you want to kill me?
y: i miss the old aishah
x: no, you don't
y: if i kill you, little monster, maybe aishah will come back
x: why would she come back? what for?
y: for people who love her
x: that's bribing
y: we can't run away from being hurt
x: yes we can
y: how?
x: just.. stay away from love
x: i'm right
y: you're wrong
x: i hate you
y: i love you
x: you're crazy
y: you're crazy
