The End

I need something to keep you tied to me. I need something to make sure you won't wander away from me. I want to make you happy, and I want it to be right. And I keep trying and trying but something in me screams No, this is wrong, he is going to hurt you. They all do.

Saying goodbye is hard enough.

Maybe I'm falling for you

I got drunk for the first time and you had to carry me around the house because I couldn't walk. I can't remember anything but apparantly I tried to get in your pants. You got drunk the next day and threw up everywhere, and as I was taking care of you, you told me you loved me.

We both say and do things we don't mean.