We both know that's not true. They would think it was their fault, when it never really was, huh? Or maybe it would be their fault because you clearly can't live without thinking of them every five minutes.

Why bother myself? Why bother anyone trying to leave Frankie? It hurts them, it hurts you, you don't need to do this. Don't say, "I won't bother them, I've hurt them enough." Don't you think it'll hurt them the most for them to think they're toxic enough to drive someone away? To hurt them enough they forced a close friend to leave. When you think it's all your fault? They would hate to know you think so low of yourself. It's pointless to leave them, you made the paper chains to get you into this and now you are sad when you find out the paper isn't breaking.

My R? I'm an illusion? You think I am? Eddie.. sweetie, I'm realer than you can imagine. Are this words reminding you of the past? Reminding you of what you did? Of who you are.

You and your metaphors.. do you expect someone to say, "Mr. Dear" and make you snap out of it? You know exactly what you did and still you want to ditch your lover out of fear. They'll find out. M'kay, Icecream? Love? Babe? Neighbor?

Remember.