A/N: Right, so has anyone just had one of those bad days where everything they play on the radio, no matter what station, always just seems to make it ten times worse? Because that's what this is based off of. Usual disclaimer. Sorry it's so short. Special thanks to all my reviewers. And away we go...

"Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?"

Greg sat in the car, waiting for Sara. For once, she had actually agreed to let him drive. While he waited, he idly turned on the radio, wincing as the last notes of some crappy pop song died. He listened intensely as the next song came on. When Greg heard what song it was, he winced again. It was Over by Lindsay Lohan.

"If the world's still spinning,
and I'm still living
It won't be right if we're not in it together
Tell me that it's Over."

Greg shook his head as he turned the dial. That song hit a little too close to home. The next station didn't have much more luck. Firstly, it was playing a Simple Plan song. Greg despised Simple Plan. Secondly, the song correlated with his life as well.

"I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try and make you laugh
Cuz somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Because I know I won't forget you."

Greg groaned aloud before readjusting the dial. This time, a Matchbook Romance song filled the enclosed space.

"Why does tonight, have to end?
Why don't we hit restart,
And pause it at our favorite parts.
We'll skip the goodbyes.
If I had it my way,
I'd turn the car around and runaway,
Just you and I

And I
I don't want to speak these words
Cuz I
I don't want to make things any worse."

Greg quickly hit the button. Another Matchbook song came on. He only had to listen to a line before tears involuntarily filled his eyes.

"Promise me you'll never let me go."

He quickly turned the radio off. Taking a deep breath, he tried it again, this time turning to an oldies station. An Aerosmith song was playing.

"I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cuz I'd miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing."

"Is the world conspiring against me?" shouted Greg at the radio as he twisted the dial once more. A gentle melody swirled around him.

"I never had a dream come true
Til the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where love takes me to
A part of me will always be with you."

Greg started sobbing, really sobbing, big gasping sobs that shook his whole body. Laying his head down against the steering wheel, he let it all out, all the pain escaping from his body in the form of wracking sobs.

A knock on the door brought him back to the present. Raising his tear-stained face, Greg saw Sara at the window, looking worriedly in at him. She wrenched the door open and asked, "Greg, what's wrong?"

This only made him cry harder. Sara just sighed and wrapped her arms around him, holding the shaking man against her. Finally, he choked out, "I…I miss him."

"Who do you miss?" asked Sara, confused. Greg only shook his head and cried harder. "Greg, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong," she said gently, rubbing his back soothingly.

He shook his head again, but this time muttered, "Ry…Ryan."

She began to understand, and she asked quietly, "You miss Ryan, huh?"

He nodded emphatically, more like a child than the thirty-year-old man he was. Sara nodded as well, still rubbing his back. "Where'd you meet Ryan at?"

"Chicago," he said, hiccupping slightly as his tears slowed to a stop.

"Ah…" said Sara, fully comprehending. "Where was he from?"

"Miami," said Greg, sitting up and wiping his cheeks.

Noticing how Greg seemed to cheer up when he talked about Ryan, Sara asked, "Well, what's he like?"

Greg smiled faintly and said, "He's amazing. Absolutely amazing. He's a CSI there, transferred up from being a police officer."

"Oo, policeman!" she said with a smile. "What did he look like?'

"He was hot," answered Greg honestly. "A little shorter than me, light brown hair, and his eyes…they were amazing." He paused, then continued. "He was everything I ever wanted: smart, funny, able to tolerate me. I mean, sure, his fashion sense could use some work," he added with a grin, "but that's ok."

"Do you love him?" asked Sara quietly.

Greg hesitated, then nodded. "I love him more than I could ever tell you. And a big part of me hopes that he misses me as much as I miss him."

"I'm sure he does, Greg," whispered Sara, hugging him tightly. "I'm sure he does."

A/N: Songs, in sequential order, are Over by Lindsay Lohan, I'd Do Anything by Simple Plan, Tiger Lily by Matchbook Romance, Promise by Matchbbok Romance, I Don't Want to Miss a Thing by Aerosmith, and Never Had a Dream Come True by S Club 7.