I've been craving someone to say these words . . I don't yet know if I'll ever love you, but a good wife . miss grip . sorry . Call me getting married by name , huh . think he'd be a bad man. I probably will never love him in the way he does. I have already pledged my Art t Heart to someone else. I'm not sure whether he is still alive, or not, but he was like a Big Brother he would always comfort me. It was only natural, it was just natural, that I would fall into love with him . yet, that day, azal ! I can't stay here any longer, get your