You know what's crazy? I kind of wish I didn't. I wish you'd hate me, and not care about me at all, that you weren't such a good guy. It would make it easier to move on if you didn't say things like that.
I'm going to sign off, Sam. I'm going to go finish that pint of Hagen-Daaz in the fridge and cry myself silly over Love Story. Sometimes a girl just needs to cry when things hurt too much. It's the only way to get it out.