I'm listening to: Liz Phair - Why Can't I

Isn't this the best part of breaking up?

Finding someone else you can't get enough of



"I can't believe I'm finally about to tell you this: I love you, in every sense of the word. I thought it was just a passing feeling, but it was never gone for long and I figured I wasn't kidding anyone, much less myself. I know you're not surprised, and I'm not sure if I'm sorry that you aren't."

"Why did you finally decide to tell me? (Oh goddammit it.)"

"I don't know. It's killing me. I probably just ruined everything."

"Look, ... ..."

"Well, I like you because I see who you really are, deep down inside, and I like that part of you even for the imperfections you hide from other people. I wonder if anyone else could honestly tell you that, and you deserve someone who can, because I think you're wonderful."

"I could say the same for you, but it doesn't have to mean that... ..."

"Why ruin something that's already great as it is? I know it makes no sense, and I've thought about it a million times. But emotions don't work that way. You ought to understand better than I."

"I do, but you know how... ..."

"What is it that you've been waiting for? Instead of just telling me what you think, will you tell me how you really feel?"

"I couldn't... (I can't? Maybe I don't feel anything. For all you know, I'm secretly a robot. You'd never know.) ..."

"I shouldn't never have said anything. It's clearly pointless. (Damn you, why the hell are you making things so complicated? Thanks for reminding me I get sick of you almost as often as I think I like you.)"

" I can't imagine how many other people out there you'd be happier with. I'm just not the one for you. This conversation won't change anything between us, I promise... (See? It makes sense that if I were a robot, it'll be all too easy. No sweat.) ... I'm glad we talked it through, though."

"So am I, thanks for being so understanding. (I wonder if you really know just how sick I am of being bored. Is that why you won't even humor me? But I don't know if I'll eventually thank you for that or not. It might be tortuously horrible going out with you, and not that it'd be completely unanticipated. Fuck everything, I want to die. Screw you.)"

"(Ah. Motherfucker. Am I glad that's over.)"