And one day you’ll wake up and realize you’ve lost the best thing in your life.
No, I’m not vain in saying that. It’s not vain when it’s the truth.
Or perhaps you’ll never realize it. Perhaps that’s for the best.
I guess I could live without your pain.

The question is, could you possibly live without mine?
How would you feel if you knew I was happy again?
I imagine that’s the worst blow I could bring you.
Funny how these things work, isn’t it?