"You have a foundness for stars. But it's weird, like, they fit you if that makes sense"

I found a ring on my middle finger.
We're gonna be rich someday
and I'll buy you a personal jet.
It's not my fault, okay?
Something about your eyes makes me
want to promise you everything.

But I guess we'll end up in the slums
if we really ever end up at all.
Maybe we'll slip away, but somehow
I see myself with you right now and forever until whenever then.

A phone call to a friend in Okla.
To see about some activities
Forced apart for a year...
the 17th year of our lives spent apart
and afterwards not another second.

::sigh:: This is such a buzz kill..