It Broke The Spell. It's

[s]he Leans Into This Guy And Rocks Her Head Like I’m Making This Music For Her, When If I Could, I Would Take It All Away And Give Her As Much Silence As She’s Given Me Pain.

Bruises Mapped My Body From Bumping Into Tables And Tripping Over Curbs While Walking With A Book In My Hand, My Eyes Focused On The Pages Instead Of The Live Space Around Me.

She Doesn't Want The Boy Causing The Distinction Between "love" And "in Love

Wherever I Went, I Was On The Wrong End Of The Stampede.

The Universe Doesn't Decide What's Right Or Not Right. You Do.