B: -This is not about her. This is about me. I love you Lucas. And I probably always will. But we go days without having a meaningful conversation, and I used to miss you so much when that happened. But it never seemed like you missed me. And I guess because of it, I stopped missing you. I mean look at today.... (L: -I guess I should have said something. Anyhing. I mean, for a guy who wants to be a writer, it suddenly seemed like no words had ever been written. But when someone tells you that they somehow stopped missing you, you are pretty much screwed no matter what you say.)

B: -It shouldn't be like this, Luke.

L: - Brooke..

B: - I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. (L: -See, but there had to be something, right? Something that no one had ever said in the history of the world, something that could change this?)

L: - Brooke. I'm sorry.

B: - Yeah, me too. (L: - That wasn't it.)