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She says
  'Look at the stars, don't they look pretty tonight?
       Each one's  like an angel up in heaven,
                                         guiding the lost home.'

        I say
           'I don't believe in heaven.'

                                                              The silence afterwards
                                                                                was deafening.

Because I didn't think the stars looked pretty,
                           I thought they looked dull, almost gray.
             Almost like a dirty tear drop, rolling down the face of those angels
                           after they realised, they could never guide me home.



              'Hey the glass of vodka still looks pretty full,
                        we can share it together. And then afterwards,
                                               we can go somewhere quiet.'
                                                           She said oh so seductively
                   I say
                     'I'd rather just stay here.'

                                                             Suddenly she lost that seductive look.

Because I thought the glass looked pretty empty
                    but I guess that's still ok, because alcohol helps
                to forget the torn up memories and hopeless emotions.


     She says
         'Hey let's watch The Notebook. I love romantic movies.
               They make me cry alot though, but it'll be ok.
                  Because I'll lay in your arms and I'll feel so safe and happy,
                because I know you love me too.'

                             I say
                          'Haven't we already seen The Notebook?'

                                                          At that moment it almost looked like
                                                                        her heart had broken in two.

Because I never liked romantic movies,
                   I fell asleep the last time we went and saw one.
                 And if they make you cry why watch them?
                     Why don't you cry about something actually sad?


                        She says
                         'I'm sorry but I don't think we should
                                                  be together anymore.
                                                                    It'd be less painful that way.
                     We will always be friends, and we can always
                                        be there for each other but,
                                   I think we'd be happier if we
                                            lived our own seperate lives.'


                           I say
                              'Happiness is pretty hard to find.'

                                                                               So she walked away
                                                                                    and never looked
                                                                                                            back.

           And now without her everything is just so

                            empty...

                                           meaningless...

But I guess for once I thought she was right.
                It will be less painful if we're not together.
                       Because now I think that, she'd miss me less

                             After the angels fly me
                                                 away tonight.