I do love you, you know.
That's a stupid feeling, you shrug away.
Join us in the coveted dance of misery.
We have no set tempo; bring your own drinks also.
I'll kiss your cheek as you spin beside me.
I guess I should hate you.
Unbelievable, you remark sarcastically.
Head over heels, isn't that the usual way of it?
A heel over head makes quite more sense.
I haven't been drinking again, I swear.
I don't think I have the heart to.
Would you make up your mind already?
A day with you shows me imaginary things.
Paper cranes can fly paper airplanes only crash.
I've learned paper is good for drugs too.
So, then, I do love you.
It's still stupid.
We played with a deck of Pokémon cards.
Gin rummy is better when Pikachu wins.
Another sip for good old' Charizard.
These are my feelings.
Get new ones.
I'm done apologizing.