I̶m̶ s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶. I̶ s̶a̶w̶ y̶o̶u̶r̶ b̶i̶o̶, i̶ l̶o̶v̶e̶ y̶o̶u̶. I̶m̶ s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶. I̶m̶ s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶. P̶l̶e̶a̶s̶e̶, i̶m̶ n̶o̶t̶ l̶o̶v̶e̶d̶ s̶o̶ i̶m̶ g̶o̶n̶e̶. I̶f̶ y̶o̶u̶ l̶o̶v̶e̶ m̶e̶, t̶h̶e̶n̶ i̶ m̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ s̶t̶a̶y̶. B̶u̶t̶ f̶o̶r̶ n̶o̶w̶, g̶o̶n̶e̶.

OZZI I- I'm sorry.. I have afterschool activities, traveling sports, piano championships.. I-I guess this means you don't love me? I don't know what i'm saying, for crying out loud.. -kisses her cheek and hugs her tightly- Im sorry..

*hugs crys*

She's never there to talk it out, I'm fine alone... she found someone I guess. -starts to cry- I'm okay, I'm fine, I'm great...

Don't cry!