Nora: This Is Crazy. Patch: I'm Crazy.

Hang On, Did You Just Call Me Angel?" "if I Did?

Keep In Mind That People Change, But The Past Doesn't.

It’s So Real." "most Dreams Are. It Isn't Until You Wake Up That You See All The Plot Holes.

I Saw You, And I Wanted To Be Close To You. I Wanted You To Let Me In. I Wanted To Know You In A Way No One Else Did. I Wanted You, All Of You. That Wanting Nearly Drove Me Mad.” Patch Paused, Inhaling Softly, As Though Breathing Me In. “and Now That I Have You, The Only Thing That Terrifies Me Is Having To Go Back To That Place. Having To Want You All Over Again, With No Hope Of My Desire Ever Being Fulfilled. You’re Mine, Angel. Every Last Piece Of You. I Won’t Let Anything Change That.

..but Maybe This Was A Defense Mechanism. Maybe My Mind Was Making Me See Things I Refused To Accept Were Gone Forever. It Was Filling The Void, Because That Was Easier Than Letting Go.