Author's Note: Just a little drabble I wrote when I should've been studying for finals. I only have one left tomorrow anyway. Title comes from the Vanessa Carlton song of the same name.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.


I know fools like me shouldn't love like thieves. I shouldn't love selfishly. But I do. I always have.

I just can't help myself especially when it comes to certain people; people like her.

Casey McDonald.

I take whatever she gives and rarely ever give back anything. It's horrible but that's just how I am. She doesn't even want that much, really, only a little more attention and affection. She wants to be treated like a girlfriend.

But I just can't give her that.

Because that means giving in; that means becoming something more to her than a sort-of-secret boyfriend. It will just mean more. I don't think I can do that. So I take anything she can give without a second glance.

You can say that's awful and no self-respecting woman would put up with that. But Casey would because she's been wanting this too long.

Don't get me wrong, I have too, so much so I thought I would go crazy. But I'm selfish and I can't be what she really wants or needs because I'll only hurt her in the end.

It's better this way anyway.

I'm a fool. She's a fool.

We both love helplessly and recklessly and selfishly. It's wrong but we do.