he can see it in your eyes that you still despise the same old lies. the whole ‘i love you’ thing, it seemed like any other phrase that was thrown around at this point rather than something with real significance. your previous boyfriend showed you that.

although it was just a line to you, for cubarsí, it’s true. he loves you, and it’s never seemed so right before.

he practiced every day to find some clever lines to say, to make the meaning come true. to prove to you that there was a meaning to an ‘i love you.’ a deep, honest meaning.

and now, the evening had gotten late, the time is right. he’s alone with you, your perfume filling his head. the stars get red, and the night’s so blue…

and then he goes and spoils it all by saying something stupid like “i love you.”