If happy ever after did exist, I would still be holding you like this. All those fairy tales are full of sh*t. One more f*cking love song, I'll be sick.
What if I told you that I still have feelings for you? What if I told you I wouldn't be able seeing you with another girl? But I'm not sure what I'm gonna do with these feelings. No more hurting you. It's like the last thing I would ever do. I guess it's better watching you happy, even I'm not the reason behind it, than you being with me and suffering. I miss you.