I'm Better But I'm Not

A few nights ago I went to hear his favorite band. They played the song he was playing in his car the first time he kissed me when we were standing in my driveway. They played the song about brown eyes that he used to sing to me when I was trying to fall asleep. I didn't even cry. Not one single tear.

I watched "Hitch" last night. In the movie they talk about being a girl's last "first kiss". I cried. There is something seriously fucking wrong with me if I'm crying during "Hitch".