You always know the words I wish to hear the most. When I am losing myself, it is your hand that pulls me back. Recovering my memories might have crushed me, if it had not been for you continuing to give me direction. You are so alike to myself that I feel wholly understood, but still so unlike myself that your unsullied kindness keeps pulling me along.

I feel so safe with you that it shames me. After all I have done, all I have wrought, should I really have a right to stand here beside you? Yet I greedily keep pursuing you--!!

Your life should be your own to live, my friend. Even as I find myself holding onto you like a man drowning, I know that my burdens are not yours to carry.

[ ... the worst part of this barrage of words is that it comes out all in one go, unstoppable. ]