At the end of the day all we have is memories

I love this

I don't know who wrote this but it's my favorite

You don't understand what you do to me; you sit there with that stupid grin on your face oblivious to how you make me feel. You talk about her as if she's the reason for your entire existence. I try to act like the words you speak don't send me into cardiac arrest. I just want you to want me the way that you want her. It takes me a little while before I realize how foolish that really is because where we come from she's the whole galaxy and I'm nothing but a single star.