Honey, I may not be qualified to say I love you.
I don't know what love is, but I learned to love you. If your left hand hurts, my right will hurt. If you feel suffocated, my breathing will stop. I'm by your side, caring for you, taking care of you , protect you, and love you with all that a robot can do.
I don't want to see you in pain, because my greatest pain is seeing your pain powerless. I want you to be happy because my greatest joy is sharing your happiness. I want you to live more than myself, even if I give up half of my body, I will not hesitate in the slightest in order to save you.
Honey, can I say, I love you?
Honey, I thought you loved me too.
That's why you are not satisfied with my meticulous protection, that's why you want me to experience joy and sorrow, that's why you want me to feel your heart, that's why you hurt me and let me leave you.
Honey, I thought you loved me too.
But how can you be with her?
Even if she has the same smile as me, even if she has the same memory as me, even if she has experienced my joys and sorrows, even if she is like me and like me, she is not me! The corners of her young eyes will one day have wrinkles that I can't grow, and under her smooth skin are blood vessels that I don't have, she can hug you but not protect you like me, she can drink but not discharge like me. She and I are completely different individuals.
If you love me, how can you, be with her without any hesitation.
Honey, is it because I'm a robot that I can't get love? Is it possible to get your heart as long as you have the same face as me? What you love, is it my soul, sorry, please forgive me for saying that robots also have souls, or is it my appearance? Darling, if you only love my face, why do you let me feel your heart?
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