I can never seem to say the right words at the right time, except for when I'm talking to you. I can never seem to care, except for about you. I can never seem to love, except for you. I've never felt so intense about another human being. It's so confusing. I wouldn't mind losing anyone, but you. Sure I'd be upset about everyone else, but I don't think I'd ever quite get over you. And you are the most possible person for me to lose. Give it a few months or a few years at most, I could see us fading to you and I. I don't want to, but I can. I hate it, I love you.