I'm doing everything possible to make sure the next time you see me, I'm 20 leagues above you. I cut my hair, started dieting, I'm at the gym every single day, often twice a day. I'm losing weight and getting ripped. I'm educating myself. I'm out in clubs becoming the most charismatic slick bastard you'll ever meet. Women are all over me. I'm never alone anymore. You tried to fuck me up and you failed, and I'm changing every molecule of my being to see the look on your face, if it's just for a second. And I still really love you. That's the only thing in the world fucking me up. Every girl I see, I see you for a split second and my head spins. It's like I'm really losing my mind. Maybe you didn't really fail at fucking me up at all. I've got all your letters in an old Movie Gallery VHS box for 'Money Pit' because I tell myself that's what you were, and it's all in the past. Yet I open it every night and read every single one for over a year now. You don't even think of me and I know it. You moved far away and we'll probably never see each other again. Fuck.