“Whats the use of a heart, when your gets broken? Whats the use of breath, if you make me breathless? Whats the use of a soul, if your soul gets stolen? Whats the use of speech, if you never speak to me? Whats the point of feelings, if youre hated for them? Whats the point of you and me, if you know itll never work out, but I thought it would? So here I lay, crying on the floor I loved you then, and I still do¦.. But you go and forget my feelings for you.”