"I know you have feelings for me, you just don't have the guts to tell me."

I can lie with a somewhat strait face, but this is the only time I really had to, I can lie to Rachel, to Quinn, to the whole freaking world but the only person I can't lie to is myself.

"You're wrong, I love Quinn, my girlfriend, not you."

Each word was a struggle, knowing they were swimming with lies and nothing else, but with every word I pictured the little boy or girl that was mine and mine to love and protect.

(no idea that it was never mine to start with, not even a little bit)

I didn't want to see the tears that I knew were coming and coming fast, with me trying to keep from wiping them away and hugging her to me (something I've wanted to do all along), and I couldn't be there to see them.

(salty and wet that wold get me for years to come)

"I'm sorry."

It takes every thing I have to turn away from her, wishing it all would go away and leave just me and her (and our voices intertwining), but I leave with a silent promise that I would get the girl, the right one, in this life or the next.

And thanks to a handful of words, 'it's not your baby', I would.