It's a broke day but everything is okay. I'm up all night, but everything is alright. It's a rough week and I don't get enough sleep. It's a long year, pretending I belong here

And if it was just how you wanted
You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring him back into your bedroom

Look, I'm sorry if you miss the way I looked at you, but I don't miss the way you never looked at me

Thank you for making this decision a little easier, a little more clear cut. I thought it would be hard to leave and say goodbye but I won't miss you at all. It wont' be easy, but it will be worth it

There's always something left
If two people really loved each other.

You can't dwell on what might have been and it's not fair to condemn him for something he hasn't done

"Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse... had never been. What kind of hell would that be?"

Well I was the first to have spoken and I said just about all the things you shouldn't say. So maybe you loved me, but now maybe you don't. And maybe you'll call me, maybe you won't

Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

"Why are you sad?"

"Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with feelings."