Syn's POV
                              I laid my head back on the sofa, blankly staring up at the ceiling.
                              Val caught me staring again.
                              I hate it when she catches me.
                              She gets that pitiful, sympathetic look on her face.
                              I hate that.
                              The last thing I need is pity.
                              She probably still thinks I'm hung up on Michelle.
                              It finally doesn't hurt to say her name.
                              I can actually think about her now and not feel like my heart is being ripped out and run over by a train.
                              When Val catches me looking, she thinks I'm thinking about me and her sister.
                              That's why she looks at me with that look.
                              But she's got it all wrong.
                              I envy what her and Matt have.
                              I want what they have.
                              I thought I had that with Michelle but I was wrong.
                              She said I was her soulmate.
                              I was stupid enought to believe her and I got my heart broken for it.
                              Some soulmate right?
                              If that's what a soulmate is I'd rather be alone for the rest of my life.
                              It's just not worth the pain.
                              I want what Matt and Val have but I don't want it with Michelle anymore.
                              I'm a good man and I know that.
                              If she was stupid enough to fuck up what we had then she can go straight to hell.
                              I don't need her.
                              Maybe this trip will be a good idea.
                              I sooo need to get laid.
                              I know people don't understand how I can sleep with so many girls and just drop them when I'm done.
                              It's just easier then being with someone permanent.
                              A lot less heart ache.
                              I can get what I want and then send them packing.
                              I can't live like that forever though.
                              I know that.
                              One day there will be that one girl who will change me in more ways then one.
                              One who will make me happier then I have ever been.
                              Who will love me like no one else has.
                              The question is when will I find her and will I be smart enough to hold on to her tight and never let go?
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  