It was my wish to make your fear small, not big. To become your good friend, not your enemy.Oh, Hunter, I wish we be friends again. Remember our journey to my wooden walls? Sometimes--I think about those times, and-- She broke off and gave an exasperated groan. I felt so close to you then, and I was so sad to say good-bye.And now your heart does not sing friendship for me?You’re my I wish to be your friend. He leaned back to see her face. Can I not be both? You have stolen my heart from me, Blue Eyes.