"Suppose I never ever met you / Suppose I never fell in love / Suppose I never loved you / Suppose I never loved you so sweet and so soft / Suppose I never ever saw you / Suppose I never ever called you / Suppose I kept on singing love songs / Just to break my own fall"

I am a human being. I am a teenage girl. Human beings make mistakes, especially teenage girls. I see the other girls my age all around me. They go to parties and get drunk and neck with boys that mean nothing to them. And once and a while I've seen them fall for someone and they don't get them. Why? They're pretty and they party and they would get it on. Maybe it's the fact that, this time, those girls have a feeling. Feelings are strange and frightening.
I have a feeling, and it's breaking me down real slow. He's dancing around me and my head is spinning in circles and he's hot and cold and it's killing me. I wish he'd stop. But if he did, what would we have? I don't want him gone, I don't want nothing. I don't want the other boys who have been making offers of a feeling stirring around in their heads. I reject them every time. It's not that they're ugly and stupid (half the time), but it's the fact that I have a love for one boy, and he is a murderer of hearts.