"I got a message..."

.....from BCB by the way," she told him.

"What did he say?" he asked.

"It's not so much what he said, it's what he did. His actions spoke a lot of words."

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked her searching for a way in.

"Yeah, I do," she responded. "Let me start with this - there's something I gotta tell you about first."

He seemed intrigued. This didn't sound like normal everyday small talk. He was ready to listen. This might take a bit of his psycho-analysis (thanks to his dad who is a psychologist).

She began - "After me and him - you know who "him" is - after that, I was searching for something. Looking inside myself. Trying to find a way to make him love me again. Trying to find a way to fit into his 'model'. I didn't understand that you could love somebody too much. That didn't seem possible to me. Anyhow, I went over to BCB's house and of course we had many, many drinks. I knew his roommate liked me. So I thought I'd go talk to him. Turns out the guy was just a dumbass, which I already knew. But apparently when I was talking to his roommate, BCB decided to leave me something."

"Leave you something? Please elaborate."

"Well, when I came back downstairs, there was a photograph of myself on the table," she explained. "I thought that was strange since we had been drinking at that very same table just before and I didn't notice it then. But then I turned over the photo." She paused....it was clear that she was thinking about how to react to this photo.

"Did it say something?" he asked.

"Yeah, it did....he wrote on the back of my photo, 'she's been everybody else's girl, maybe one day she'll be her own.'"

"Wow," he looked at her wondering if she knew what the significance was of that quote. "That's a very intense song you know."

"I'm very aware of that. It reminds me of my mother. I never wanted to be that girl."

Tears start to well up in her eyes. She knows what this means.