Moriarty,

                        Though I don’t want to, I am inclined to agree with you. I don’t claim to know what you have planned or what you’re doing with the time in your cell, however comfortable it may be, but I can only imagine it’s something. Forgive me if I’m cautious when speaking to you. Which is something I don’t think I should be doing in the first place. You’re still very much a criminal, and I’m still very much a consulting detective.

                        If the difference is that he has me and you do not, are you not trying to accomplish the same thing he has? A change. If Sherlock was the same as you before he met me, but on the other side of the law, would it not stand to reason that the same could happen to you? That just leads me to believe there is an ulterior motive you’re keeping from me. I won’t stop being suspicious, I hope you’re aware.

                        Learn it all you like, you’re still a human being. You still need the release. The hormones that are secreted from that companionship is still needed. I may not have the sort of intellect you and Sherlock do, but I do know how human bodies work.

                        You may not have a soul, but you do have a working endocrine system.

                        The more I talk to you, the more I am realizing that fact. You are still my enemy, but not in this case. You need me to give you something, therefore you’re under my thumb.

I really really love you, but I can not more. You hurt me every second and every time that you can, and I so tired to wait for you, really you would expect much more for you, but this feeling that I never get's you every day since I met you, or at least since I saw you. Do you really I have a chance?, I do not think so, I really do not get anything from you, just your friendship, hurt me but it's all I'll get, I know, you love someone else, and who fucking I'm, to tell you that you should forget her?, I'm a fucking person who loves you, but you can not look at me, and every second that I can I fucking it all, whenever I can. I do this realmete heavy for the two, right?, Sorry, I'm a screw-up for this world, and do not intend to give pity, what I want is that you realize that you're so deep in my bones, and will be difficult to get you out, damn if really be, I'm sure it hurts me but no one dies of love, right?.