I don’t understand. I don’t understand what can be so wrong with me that you won’t even say my name or speak to me. Ever since that b**** showed up, and you let her in, things have changed. I see you around and you won’t even look at me. I try to find out what I did wrong and all you tell me is that I bring you to a new low, but won’t tell me how.
How about a second chance? How about we just go back to last summer and live our lives there forever? I thought what he had was special. You made me feel so different. I loved it, I loved you. You were my best friend. Until you decided to be a magician and disappear.