She's not happy. I'm not happy. No one's happy, except for that jerk-wad standing next to her. Look at that smug idiot, he's got his greasy paws wrapped around my woman. I should go over there and rip his hands off for touching her, but I'd probably end up getting beat down in the process. I don't think Sakura would appreciate me putting a dent in her new boyfriend's face.

Puuuuh. Stupid woman. Why'd she have to break up with me?

What the hell did I do wrong?

Oh...right, I kind of, sorta made her cry again. But I totally had a reason to yell at her...and call her some pretty mean names. She basically looked like jail bait. Those shorts were too short and that top had a V-neck that practically plunged down to her belly button! Well actually, I'm just over exaggerating as usual. The shorts were at a pretty decent length and the shirt wasn't really that bad. I just don't want other guys looking at her the wrong way!

I still shouldn't have shouted at her the way I did.

Yeah, yeah. Way to go Sasuke, you just love royally screwing yourself over don't you? It's not my fault I get a little mean sometimes. I'm an Uchiha, all Uchihas were mean. Except my mom, she's way too nice for her own good. I will admit I'm not a perfect guy. I'm definitely not Prince Charming and I don't go out of my way to make her feel like a princess, but damn it, doesn't she realize how much I love her? Not like, not lust - love. What I feel for her, I can't put into words. I speak through my actions, the little things I do, I wouldn't do for anyone else.

As in L is for the way you look at me, O is for the only one I see, V is for very, very pissed off that some other guy's my girl around the whole god damn city. I mean come on, does he honestly think she appreciates him showing her off to every freakin' person that walked by? What a loser, can't believe she left me for sloppy seconds. If Sakura were still with me, I'd make sure no guy ever looked at her the way some of them were.

I leaned forward and checked the time on the clock, 3:30pm. I let out a sigh and rolled up my sleeves and grabbed my guitar case. I kind of hate myself at the moment, which totally sucks because I'm way too awesome to hate, but I'm an asshole and I fucked up.

They're sitting outside of starbucks, drinking what appears to be some coffee shit Sakura clearly doesn't like. She obviously enjoys a vanilla bean with extra caramel. Trust me, I know. I've bought plenty enough to know it's her favorite. Meanwhile, pretty boy over here's too busy with his head shoved up his ass to notice that Sakura isn't even looking at him anymore.

She looks so bored, sad even. Great, now it's making me sad. Look what she does to me. Even when we aren't together she's affecting me like this. I really need to punch something. Like her boyfriend. Yeah, I'll give his face the perfect reconstructive surgery it needs.

Wow, could this cross light be any slower? I feel like I've just aged ten years just standing here. I quickly pull out my iphone and shove the headphones in my ear. Shit, I've rehearsed this song like ten times but I still feel like I'm gonna forget the lyrics. Sakura's fault. This is all her fault. Yep, even though we've broken up over a month ago and we haven't seen each other since; I still blame her for every single wrong thing in my life. Like how I can't sleep at night knowing she's with some other guy that isn't me.

Damn her. Damn me. Damn everything. Especially kpop. Freakin' Koreans, look what you've done to my girlfriend. I refuse to call her 'ex' because in my head, we're still together. When she was still living with me, kpop was literally the only thing she would listen to. Seriously. In the car, on her ipod, at work. Kpop; all day, every day. And from what I hear, she doesn't quite listen to it anymore ever since she started going with what's his face. Shinzy, shini, suju - wait, that's Super Junior. Gah, see what I mean?

Anyways, I might find kpop annoying (though I find most things annoying) but at least I let her listen to music she likes. I let her do a lot of things, even if they do annoy me. Why? Because I'm a man, and what Sakura needs is a man. Not a pubescent little pre-teen who wears lip gloss and glitter. Wait, is she dating Edward Cullen?

As the signal for walking finally appears, I begin my epic journey across the street. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears, it's making me kind of sick, so I raise the volume up a little higher. The words and melody are pounding into my head, I better get this right. She better appreciate this, or I'll kill her. No I won't. She'll probably end up killing me first.

"Please don't go, please don't go." I shouted that phrase countless times

She told me this was her favorite song. Whenever she listened to it, she thought about us. I had no idea what she was talking about at the time, so I chose to ignore her. Like I always did. But now that we aren't together, I think I'm starting to understand what she meant back then. I really do miss her, and...I'm sorry. Ugh, that tasted weird. Even in my head that sounded awful. Stupid Sakura!

Spell the magic on you, spell the magic

"So then I said to her, 'lady, please' because she was totally tripping. You know what I mean?"

Gross, just the sound of his voice makes me want to punt a kitten across a field. I stood behind the guy with a prominent scowl on my face. It's taking a lot in me to not kill him on the spot. I look up, and there she is, staring at me with wide doe eyes. She's parting her lips to say something, but nothing comes out. I could totally see a blush coming on. She's still into me. Sweet. This is gonna be so easy.

"S-Sasuke..."

"Huh, who's Sasuke?"

I didn't even bother to wait for the guy to turn around, I was already at Sakura's side, pulling my guitar out and tuning up the strings.

"Excuse me, do I know-"

I sent him my most scariest glare before he could even finish the question. I was seriously in no mood to put up with anyone's bullshit. I'm bearing my heart and soul right now, embarrassing myself and probably my family all for the sake of one girl.

"Sasuke, what are you doing?"

I can see she's trying to look irritated, but I know it's not real. Beneath that hard exterior is a fluff ball waiting to burst open into millions of tears. I shrug my shoulders and gently ask her to not speak until I'm done. She gives me this weird look before nodding and sitting back in her seat.

I'm sorry that I had to let you go

Realization starts to dawn on her and I quickly see her covering her mouth with her hands. People pass by me with odd expressions on their faces, but I don't care. There's only me, my guitar, and Sakura. I know my singing isn't so great, and my guitar skills are a little bad, but I'm pretty sure it's the thought that counts.

All I need to do is cast a spell on you, And you'll be mine again

And before I know it, she's throwing her arms around me and pulling me in for the hardest kiss of my life. Yeah, life is sweet. But Sakura's lips are sweeter.

You'll be trapped under my magic

One way - Magic

I am in love with this song, I listen to it religiously.