Because my mind has these images of you two together and it's making me sick.

I'm not as 'popular' as you, so that makes it okay, right?

The cause of death is clear; the boy tore her heart to pieces.

They never really did understand.

We're made for each other and you're the one for me; so why do you keep denying this?

Isn't it funny how every song, every TV romance plot and every poem is calling out for us?

And my biggest regret is lying and driving you away. I only have myself to blame.

Trust me once again and I promise I'll try to fix you.

And maybe the only reason you say you still care about me is because you feel the need to live up to what you use to tell me. Like you said, you care only because, "I said I always would...."

Don't say things you mean at the time. Say it because you know you'll still mean it 10 years from now.