It’s a Sunday night, a night never to be trusted for emotions. So a lot of you guys are gonna head home and either receive texts in the dead of night or actually compose them, that are not going to be fully representative of how you feel for the rest of the day or the rest of your week. And you’ll be reaching out, and if you’re not reaching out, you’ll have someone else reaching out to you. And your friends, and your brain, and your morals, and your conscience have all trained you not to respond. But I’m gonna go against the grain and I’m going to suggest that the next time you get a text from the one you love, the only person in the world that you love and can’t talk to, that you respond. That you just write back, when they ask you if you’re up and you’re up and you love them, just write back, ‘Yup. Come over.’ Cause life is just too short to keep playing the game. Cause if you really want somebody, you’ll figure it out later. Otherwise, you’ll be layin in bed with a blackberry on your chest, staring at it, doing nothing for the rest of the night, hoping that it goes, bmmm… bmmm… bmmm… If you love someone, if you love somebody. If you love someone, if you love somebody. If you love someone, you don’t say a word. Say don’t say a word. Just come over. Just come over. Just come over. Don’t say a word, just come over. Let me cry all over you. Let me wish that you were someone different, but do the best that you can do. If you love someone… If you love someone…