Sometimes I think I was born backwards, you know, because people I have to love I hate, and people I hate... Here the hole that fits mine, the moment I saw him, I knew I'd be the closest I'd get to being close. I didn't know what to do with that feeling. Happiness. I used to be able to when I was strong but he'd made me weak, and now I can't, I can't. I went crazy when I was with him. I can't let that happen again. Love's not supposed to do that. He made me go mad! I was too fucking happy.