He says—she says I’m sick of this. I’m scared— You’re scared. We’re holding onto nothing. Is this love? It sure doesn’t feel like it. Giving up for the sake Of feeling something. You’re a believer. And I’m a realist. So maybe it’s time We gave up on this. He says: I love you. She says: do you? Lately it seems Like I’m just a chore to you. He says: it’s better to love She says: it’s better to lose. Neither one know they mean the same thing, Neither one know love’s not what they’re in.