Life, Love, and My Chemical Romance

The next few hours were filled with nothing but anxiousness. The agony, the pain, the popcorn. Why is love so fattening?
All we did was watch television and eat popcorn.
And all I did was worry.
There wasn't a single second where my full attention was on the TV screen.
Why is Gerard so hot?
Why did he make me fall in love with him?
Why did he want to leave me?
Why did life suck without Gerard?
These thoughts went through my head like bees through a bee hive.
"Marilyn! Phone!" called my mom from the kitchen. Surprisingly she had no recelection of her mother being alive. Anyway, please, dear god, PLEASE let it be Gerard.
Hey, I guess this praying thing works, because it was.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hi." Ohmigod it was him. Ohmigod it was him. Ohmigod it wa-- "I need to tell you something."
"Oh, yeah? What?"
"Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?" He's singing to me! He's singing to ME! All I could do was sing along. We must've looked so stupid, but I didn't care.

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?

I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means

To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed

I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now

But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay"

When the song was over, I started to say "I Lo-" he hung up the phone. He couldn't hear me. I was too quiet. I knew something just then. I knew that Gerard loved me too. But he didn't know if I loved him back. Suddenly the song Hanging on the telephone started up in my head again.
"It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been so long
If I don't get your call then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone"