"Come on, Scott. Answer him. You need to, he's so worried." I told myself. "But I can't. Seems like I can't do anything lately." I said. I don't know why, but I was suddenly very angry. But not at Mitch. I was mad at myself. "I can't do it. I can't do it. I can't do it." I said, getting louder each time. I repeated it until I was yelling at myself, grateful that nobody else was there. I don't know how long I was yelling, but I suddenly couldn't anymore. It was like I was stuck on repeat, then I just broke. Which I did. I cried for so long. I was crying, and crying, and crying. Until I wasn't. Then I was writing, and writing, and writing. And when I finished, I was finally proud of myself for once that day. Because I could do it. I read what I wrote, hoping and wishing that I could get it to Mitch.

Wrapped my thoughts around your mind, wrapped your body on my mind.

Play it back and press rewind to when you traced your fingers, drew my spine.

Lost it's beat and so I find, starve my heart of touch and time.

So what do I do now?

I don't keep love around.

What do I do now?

I don't keep love around.

What do I do now?

I don't keep love around, love around.

Love around, love around.

When we tried it, we were a fire with no smoke.

Rags to riches but I'm addicted to being broken.

Take my breath away, you know I'm bound to choke.

When I close my eyes I still see your ghost.

So what do I do now?

I don't keep love around.

What do I do now?

I don't keep love around.

What do I do now?

I don't keep love around, love around.

Love around, love around.

I don't keep love around.

I don't keep love around.

Ooh yeah, I don't keep love around.

Love around, love around.

They can't stand, I handstand.

I don't hold on right anymore.

Pleased to meet you, I'm kinda' moved, but that last one was my antidote.

Green eyes, become green times, but there is no first or a last chance.

They're telling me to turn down.

'Cause I'm so lit, recall flashdance?

Only A1, and I stay 1, and I'm counting out for that day when residuals become imminent 'cause failure is not pivotal.

They just be asking the same.

Try switch it up, I switch lanes.

No love in this world, I'm still sane.

Right? Because that's enough?

When the lights on, and you don't keep love.

'Distance makes the heart grow fonder', said by someone stronger than me.

So what do I do now?

Do now?

So what do I do now?

I don't keep love around anymore.

I don't keep love around anymore.

I don't keep, I don't keep.

Love around.

A/N: I know that this was repetitive of the last chapter, but it just kinda... happened, and I liked it a lot, so I kept it.