I liked this girl. I had a love dream. Your point is... I messed up. I am. You know, I'm the one I don't want to forget her on the other hand. I know that she's the only person in the entire universe that will make me happy. You have to do this. You think back on all the time you have with someone. You should replay it in your head over and over again. You look for those first signs of trouble. It turned out that he wasn't in love with me like I thought. What I'm trying to say is... I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. It's so sad because it's so hard to make her understand. It's so hard to make her understand. I've gotten all these things for her. I've gotten all these things for her. She just wants to run away. And how it can actually ache in places that you didn't know you had inside you. You still go to bed every night going over every detail. And wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. It's an awful feeling to love someone so much that you absolutely heed them for leaving you. Do you regret it? I think maybe I regret putting Harvey over myself. I dreamt that one day... She'd see how much she loves me. She won't try again. I don't know. Do you see? You never stand. It's a love of mine. I can't leave you. But you're constantly waiting. You walk up here where you come back when you're back. Not everyone. My friends, you leave me. I think a lot of the time, if I think about it, I think a lot of the time, I'm really pretty unhappy. I love you, I do. I just do. I wonder if the sad I be without you will be the sad I get. Big with you. So that's the end. You'll see a future for us if you're not in this. Please. Please just end it because I can't have a minute. I only have a minute. I'm gonna see if I can live. I'm out for a minute. And after all that, I have a long will that maybe? If you'll go somewhere new. And the only people who make you feel the way for me. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff. Those years of your life that you wasted. That will eventually begin to fade. You