Let's all grab our buttcheeks.

Tunes in my head: Take the A-Train by Phish
Atmosphere: Mess

"What's that, Christabel?"

"You heard me, Page."

"I know, but I'm still in disbelief."

"I don't love you anymore."

"Why not?"

"I don't know. I just don't."

"Are you happy?"

"No."

"Then why say you are?"

"To placate you."

"You do realise that by lying, it's just hurt me."

"Yes. But nobody can make me happy."

"You know I'm going to try, Christabel."

"Yeah. It's futile though."

"Doesn't mean I won't do it just to get a smile out of you."

"Why, Page?"

"Why, what?"

"Why do you continue to try so hard to make me happy?"

"Because. I love you."

"And does it hurt you to know that I'm with someone else?"

"Every single moment of every single day."

"I wish it weren't like this."

"Then change it."

"I don't know if I can."

"Are you going to try?"

"I don't know yet."

"Well, how can we know until you do? How can I know that you love me or not? I know there is a part of you that does."

"What makes you say that?"

"I cause pain. And yet you're still here."

"All friends cause each other pain, Page."

"I feel like I cause a lot more."

"You don't. You need to stop blaming yourself and just take life as it comes without getting so hung up on the consequences to others."

"But it's so hard. I'm designed to make other people happy. It's all I do. So when I try to make myself happy, I can never pull it off."

"Is there anything I can do to make you happy?"

"Yes."

"Can I do it now?"

"No."

"What makes you say that?"

"I don't know if it's possible anymore."