(boy)

Will someone please call a surgeon

Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart

That you're deserting for better company

I can't accept that it's over...

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better

Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

(girl)

I feel I must interject here...

You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself

With these revisions and gaps in history

So let me help you remember.

I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.

I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave

So please back away and let me go

(boy)

I can't my darling I love you so...

But oh, oh...

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better

Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

(girl)

Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future

Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

'nothing better'—the postal service

Prologue

2009 was a particularly hard year for me. I do not like to see people in pain, though it sometimes can't be avoided. Humans are, naturally, imperfect beings. And they will make mistakes. But the wise learn from those mistakes and the truly wise don't repeat them.

You know the saying 'If you love something, let it go'? Humans came up with that. I say, If you love something, do whatever you can to keep it. Love is precious. Life on this earth only lasts so long. And a life without love seems all the shorter.

It's ok to have regrets. It is. But it's a crime to sit by and do nothing about them.