LOOK OUT THE WINDOW AND YOU'LL SEE THE TREES BENDING, DEBRIS FLYING, AND LIGHT CRASHING INTO THE GROUND. YET YOU CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING. IT'S AS IF THIS SILENT STORM WAS AN INTERPRETATION OF HOW MY HEART FEELS WHEN YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME BUT YOU LOVE HER MORE. I WANNA SCREAM ALL THE THINGS THAT MAKE YOU SO DAMN ATTRACTIVE IN HOPES YOU'LL LOVE ME JUST AS MUCH AS YOU DO HER, BUT IM QUIET. I PUSH THOSE WORDS BACK DOWN MY THROAT AND I DON'T OPEN MY MOUTH, BECAUSE YOU'LL LEARN TO UNLOVE ME EVENTUALLY SO WHATS THE POINT?
