I wonder at the origins of how much I love you and want you. Is it real? Or is it the challenge? Is it because I can't have you? If I had you, if you gave in and came to me, would I still want you? Or would I abuse you and break your heart like she did?

Do I really want to have children with you?

I don't know for certain. All I know is that when I'm with you and I feel secure and I don't have to fight, I am happy. I feel content. I feel like you're there with me.