i do love you , you know , in my own way . i let go well enough , but you kept coming back saying you missed the old times . i was n't sure , but for me it was n't a choice . yet we could n't help but stare at the dance . then i followed rita to my room , where she had already begun putting her products onto my vanity . the man at the front of the room says . my tea spilled on my hand and caused me to drop the cup . 