I Pick My Poison and It's You

Prologue

"Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking,
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?
I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate when it all broke down,
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now."

*beep*

"I pick my poison and it's you
Nothing could kill me like you do
You're going straight to my head
And I'm heading straight for the edge"

'What the hell?! Can't my stupid radio cooperate? Hello?! Person trying to move on here,' I thought, while banging my fist on my stupid, uncooperative fucking radio.

"Hey, Lily stop that. You're destroying the radio." Shannon said, pulling my hand.

"At least it'll know how I feel." I muttered from under my pillow. I stopped banging the radio and stayed still. "Do you know why they call it a 'crush'?"

*sighs* "Why?"

"Because *sniffs* that's what you'll feel when he doesn't feel the same."