I'll start off with the Guy on the left. You look like the type of person that cares more for her then yourself and you sacrifice everything so that she is happy. However the Girl on the right, looks like the type of person that will sleep with you're best friend the night you call and say "You are running late from work." Let me paint the picture for you. As you walk through the door to you're shared 1 bedroom apartment, you see the sneakers of one of your friends next to her flip flops, and you wonder where they are, and the farther you walk down the hall to the living room you see clothes on the floor and tilted picture frames on the wall of you and her in mexico with her family last winter, and start to wonder what happened. You walk towards the door of the bedroom still in complete denial over the obvious signs that paint the floor. You stop as you are about to open the door to the bedroom, because you hear the snoring of another man. You have a tossing feeling in you're stomach and feel like vomiting, you turn and leave and never open the door, block her on Facebook, remove her numbers and any picture of you together from you're phone and try to drink away the thought at the bar 3 blocks away from the apartment you once shared. The combined emotions and the thick smoke of cigarettes in the air cause you're eyes to burn as you slowly start to cry and all the memories of you and her together will never leave you're mind, every woman you are with from then on you will not trust. The day that you are walking down the street from work you will run into her and the person you once called a friend will see you and wave frantically. You will scowl climb down the stairs to the subway and purchase your ticket from the teller, through some change at the guy who is always sitting there begging, you finally reach you're destination, you stare at the yellow line in front of you're feet that you have never dare cross, you feel the rushing air come down the tunnel from the subway, and hear the screeching of the un-oiled breaks on the old track, and you take that step, everything moves in slow motion, you feel as though the fall last forever. You hit the bottom of the tracks you feel the cold metal hit you're cheek bone, and you see the bright light of the train car rushing towards you, you close you're eyes and feel you're body go limp. You're life then flashes before you're eyes, all the memories, all of her, and finally you reach the peace that you have been craving.