He Was Still In Love With You,

Maybe Next Time, But Probably Not.

Everything I See And Touch Reminds Me Of Him, And So Everything I See And Touch Is Perfect.

I Feel Like A Curtain Has Dropped Away And I'm Seeing People For Who They Really Are, Different, And Sharp, And Unknowable.

Live Free Or Die.

I Start To Back Away Before I Do Something Wildly Inappropriate, Like Jump On Top Of Him.