In The Next Election, I'm

It’s Up To You, Not Fate. True. But It Was Also Up To Lily. That Was The Trickiest Part.

My Pride Shut Me Up, My Hurt Shut Me Down, And Together They Ganged Up On My Hope And Let Her Get Away.

I Love You-i Do-but I Am Afraid Of Making That Love Too Important. Because You're Always Going To Leave Me, A. We Can't Deny It. You're Always Going To Leave.

It's Goodbye To Some Things. And Hello To Others.

Fate Has A Strange Way Of Making Plans.