The good news is" he paused, carefully choosing his words, "I kissed you, and you're still here.
You have to stop loving me. Because I stopped loving you.
You know, Roland and I were just talking about how we don't have any pyromaniac friends. And everyone knows you need a good pyro to pull off any reform school prank worth the effort.
Free will...it's all the rage these days
Oh. My. God. They were fighting. In the library. Over her.
What you call love does not sound very beautiful.