We Never got to say Goodbye. We Never Sat Down and Cried and Watched Each Other's Tears Fall Out. So I Never Got the Chance to Tell You just Exactly how well You Carved your Home in my Heart.

it's always been him. even when i thought it could have been you, it was him.
you said his name and i froze. i stopped that. i stopped feeling anything for him after he disappeared. and when he's gone he's out of my mind, but when he gets brought up it still feels raw; unfinished. you'd think after all this time that would stop. but with me, i'm not sure it ever does. and i know deep down he won't show up, i won't actually see him tonight like you had said. and that's just fine because i'm comfortable with you. i wouldn't say i'm happy, not exactly, but i'm certainly not unhappy. and if he's going to show up and ruin it all, i'm not sure i want anything to do with him.
i'm leaving you know, moving away and all that. and if he dares to come back now well... where was he when i needed him for the last year or so? where was he when he promised he'd be here? he just wasn't. maybe that was for the best, because maybe he would have been no good for me. but i felt something, some kind of spark and i don't want to see him and have that come back. i can't have that come back. not as i'm leaving..

how dare he make me love him..

"This is the starting of my greatest fear
I'm all packed up and getting out of here
And then you call and tell me not to go
That I'm the one who put the rock and roll
In your life.."