"Look, Taylor, I'll give it to you flat out."

He looked flabbergasted.

I continued. "For the pasty few days I have been really weird. I have been thinking about us alot lately and......it's not right anymore. We dont do anything but MAKE OUT and I'm sick of it."

"Lindsay...what are you saying?"

I paused. "Look Taylor, I am here to sing in Hanson."

"WHAT?!"

"I am here to SING IN HANSON. I'll say it loud and clear. I'm sick of US. US never goes anywhere. I loved you so much. I really did. But I'mnot growing in this relationship. I'm stuck in a rut and I'm SICK And tired of having EVERYBODY hate me because I'm with you. I used to think I didn;t care what everybody thinked, but I realized I DO and I don't think this relationship is healthy for either of us."

Taylor tried to hold back his tears. I could see his eyes swelling.

I lowered my tone once I saw how hurt he was. "I....I....look Taylor, it;s not you, it's me. I just think we should be apart for a while, okay? I need time to think and recooperate."

He looked at me with weepy eyes. I hated to hurt him like this. I didn't understand it my self. Why the hell did I just do that? I couldnt feel love for him any more, but I never EVER wanted to hurt him.

Too late.

"Goodbye, Lindsay Goldberg." He gazed at me deeply, trying to remember this moment.

"Goodbye, Taylor Hanson."