“I guess I should move on... but something keeps telling me not to... all my friends say I'm too good for you, that we have nothing in common, just to forget about you, cause you're not worth it... and to just move on... it's easier said than done.. maybe it's because I dont' see you as the jerk they do. maybe it's because I look at all the good things in you, not the bad. Maybe it's the little things you did for me that makes me keep loving you... the sweet words you told me, and the times we spent together. I didn't see you for the playa you were. or how you treated me like a nobody at times, not the jerk you were, or the one people made you out to be... I saw you for you, and nothing less. maybe we weren't that close.. but I felt something... there was something special I saw in you... and I still see it, and that's what makes me love you... even if you never loved me back.”
