"Because I want you to cure me." I whispered, curling my lips upward in a mournful smile.

"Don't lie, we both know you are incurable. You would never let me do that." He hissed, eyes burning in a fiery fire of betrayal which always hurt me terribly.

"What can I say when you never trusted me in the first place?" I asked sorrowfully.

"It's you who stops me from coming closer, you are a robot who is afraid of holding my hand." He growled, placing the blame on me and I was sick of both of our hypocrisy.

We don't share what is in our heart. We don't have our...