But The Thing About A Cry For

I Will Be The One To Leave You.

I Don’t Like It When You Use My Shampoo, Because Then Your Hair Smells Like Me, Not You.

Maybe, It's Not The Distance That's The Problem, But How You Handle It.

So I Said I Wanted You To Stay, Even Though Nothing Could Stay The Same.

It Was Rather Awkward, Insofar As We Were Both Teetering Between The Possibility Of Something And The Possibility Of Nothing.