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| Ryan�s cds. The two I bought but never had given to me. She passed out. I�d totally forgotten about them after that. And a letter. In an envelope this time. With shaky hands I opened it up, prepared for bad news, praying for good. |
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| Part Eight |
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| Nick, Obviously if you�re reading this letter, I came back in some form or another. As I scribble this in Xander�s car, I�m not sure whether I�ll be seeing you again off stage even though Marcus� Well, yeah. I don�t know if you�re even wanting to see me again after this afternoon. But that�s not my point. I� I can�t be with you. It wouldn�t ever work. I know what you do, and, even though I know that has nothing to do with who you are as a person, I don�t know if I�d be able to handle it. You make it hard enough to say no to little things, so I have to sneak around to just buy you lunch. I just can�t do it. When I left last time, I never thought I�d see you again. At least not in a way that we�d be able to acknowledge whatever it was that happened that night. But you showed up even when I tried to avoid you. You followed me even when I tried to lose you. In a way, I�m so happy that you did, but in another way, I�m not. It�s always harder to say goodbye the second time around. I have to apologize for some things. I never meant to lead you on. I just� I love being with you Nick. I love how good we seem to be together. I love how you manage to make me smile when I don�t think I can, how you deal so well with my little freak-outs� how you smile at me. I like the feelings I get with you. Even the gooey-melty ones you seem to cause all the time. I wanted to apologize for the taxi incident. I� I don�t know what exactly happened there. I probably should have stopped things way before they began. I don�t know. All I know that - in hopes of shedding a bit of light for you - I have a tendency to tell people to shut up when I�m afraid they�re about to say something I don�t want to hear because I�m going to most likely end up saying �yes� or �me too� to something I most likely shouldn�t. The main thing� I�m sorry I didn�t tell you that I knew what you did for a living. I�ve known since the moment I walked in to the VIP room at the races and saw you sitting there, all embarrassed and flustered. I�m surprised I managed to keep it so well hidden. I�m not very good at the entire lying thing. Your cds should be with this. A couple of the songs on there, I wrote. Pay attention to track 8. You might have heard Ryan singing it earlier. It might mean something to you. It also probably makes a little more sense to why I have to go. Why I can�t be with you. I�m sorry. Always, Kara I ain't lookin for a steady thing I ain't lookin for what love brings I'm still young and I ain't ready babe I'm still lookin for some better days I don't wanna give you everything I just wanna make you feel things If you ain't down to give me everything Just throw it away So stop falling Stop falling You know you're falling....for me Stop falling Stop falling Stop falling...for me You've gotta understand my side I've had a crazy, crazy life Nobody came along to open up my eyes Oh baby, take what you can get Don't even bother with my heart I get a feeling I won't let it start |
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| I can�t breathe. Fuck. Picking up one of the cds and turning around to the track listing on the back, I searched for track 8. The song Ryan was singing when Kara rushed out of the building this afternoon. �Let Go� No. |
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