"What do you have inside of you?"
"Nothing. Only emptiness and pieces of my broken heart. No one would want me."
"I do."
"You may cut your fingers while trying to pick up all those tiny little pieces of mine."
"I wouldn't mind. I have spent my life bleeding my self out because of love. I wouldn't mind holding a rose and having the thorns hurt my hand. For, everything that is worthy and beautiful is painful."
"What is painful about you?"
"I'm not worthy and that's painful enough for me."