Something very, very painful.
Even now, my heart hurts.
Even now, the pain still lingers...
...from when I lost what was precious to me.
But I am still searching.
Still searching for that thing most precious.
I am me.
I am one of them.
Because I am me.
Because I am not a human.
Even so.
Because it is so.
Someone who loves me because I am me.
Someone who I'll love because he is him.
The "someone just for me."
I know that...