Guy's P.O.V

I used to know you like the back of my hand
Until today you held your place
Now you're shifting like the sand
Your chest would heave with pride if I were spoken of
'Till tonight I never knew the difference between comfort and love.

No yelling and no throwing things. I guess we really have grown up, or maybe we're just too tired to keep doing this dance that has been going on for 8 years. You're picking at the table cloth looking disappointed and irritated at me. But all I can think about is our first kiss, the first time we held hands, the first time I heard you call me your boyfriend. I feel like there's nothing to say to fix it, nothing that can help us, but there has to be something we can do right? We can go back in time, take back all the fights, all the things we've done to each other, and take all the bad things back so we're only left with the good memories. But time machines don't exist yet, and lately our relationship doesn't feel like it does either.

Although you're sleeping right next to me
Well, it feels like you are wide awake in a distant dream
leading a life that is finally free
of these endless nights and countless fights that turn us into
who we hate to be.

'I don't want to yell at you anymore. I don't want us to fight. I don't want you to look at me the way you do when we fight. I hate how we're having so many bad fights that I'm starting to forget the good times we had. You'd be happier without me. I know you would. I know who you'd be happy with… Charlie, you'd have to be so much happier with Charlie. I see you guys and my insides churn because I know he's a great best friend to you. I know he'll be good enough for you, and I know that you'd never be fully happy with me.' God, I wish I could tell you that. Maybe I'll write it down in a note, and then just leave the apartment. Yeah Germaine, that's a great plan, just punch yourself in the face already.

This is so difficult for the both of us
I know we tried so hard, there's just no hope for us
Well it's more than a shame that we lost to this game
All my walking, talking, sleeping, breathing -
nothing will ever be the same.

Before we really end this, I gotta ask, are we still gonna be friends? Will it take years to be friends again? Because I don't think I can live years without one of my best friends. Why can't relationships just work out? So many years, Cons. I don't want them to be wasted. They were worth something, weren't they Connie, weren't they? "Just don't leave me, okay?" Do you remember when you asked me that however many years ago? Can you just do that for me, the last thing for me? Just don't leave. When you wake up Connie, I'm definitely gonna tell you all this.

I used to hold you like it's all that I had
Now begins the falling out, we are like a passing fad
Your mouth would crack a smile if I were spoken of
'Till tonight you never thought
you'd lose this epic battle with love

I remember that day when your mom came outside and saw us playing in the snow, and she asked you who I was, and why I was always coming over, and you said, "That's Guy. He's the boyfriend I was telling you about." God, I remember that day so clearly because it made me feel like the luckiest sixth grader in the world. But now it's like we're Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake, or Jennifer and Brad. Losing to the fight; I never thought we'd lose to the fight Connie. I thought we'd get married, we got close enough to getting there, but there was always something stopping us. I wish I could hug you right now, but you'd probably wake up and push me away because you're so pissed at me.

For what it's worth, I've always admired you
I always thought that we could make it through
Now look what time can do
It took our masterpiece we built and broke it in two
I always believed in you
I always loved you

Okay, so it's agreed, I'm letting you go Connie Moreau because you should get all that you want and more, and I'm just standing in your way. I love you. I'll tell you that when I wake you up, and I hope you'll forgive me for the hurt I've caused you. God, I love you Connie. Okay, Germaine, here it goes.

"Connie…" I mumbled and lightly touched your shoulder.

You rolled over, looking at me, not a look of anger but of confusion. Soon, you'll want to punch the hell out of me, and then after that feeling passes hopefully you'll want to hug me forever too.

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Song; Bound to Happen by The Spill Canvas.

A/N: Readers, please tell me what you think of this. If people like it, maybe i'll make another one shot song fic.