''You get over the heartbreak but you never really quite forget.
And those times when the pangs hit you,
it feels like you've got the wind knocked out of you;
you try to breathe but all that your body lets in is a dull ache.
Your fixation on healing wounds blinds you from
how you've been blessed with a greater love, one who attempts to capture
all the pain and wrong in the world so that you no longer have to live a dark day.
This is a man who knows he has no part to play in changing what has happened,
but he will go to the ends of the earth to make sure your eyes will never bleed another tear.
And even if they do, he wants to be the one who will hold you close,
kiss you on the forehead
and chase the boo-hoos away.''
Then you realize,
it's alright to cry.
But you don't want to cry with anybody else but him,
because even at your lowest of lows,
he smiles and says,
"score"