Needing/Getting – OK Go

"You just aren't going to change," said Usagi-san, misery positively dripping from his voice. "And I should know that."

Misaki tried to scoff, but his lungs didn't seem to want to cooperate. Was this a break-up speech? Was he being dumped?

"I mean, this has gone on for years and you're no further towards accepting us and what we are, and I know I should just let you go and move on." The man clasped his hands, the cigarette pinned between his lips dipping and trembling for one heart-breaking second as Misaki realised that this was indeed a break-up speech. "But I can't forget you, Misaki, I love you. So I can't do this…" He dropped his head into his hands now, and Misaki's own fingers pressed harder to the door he'd backed himself into. "I need you to. If you want to stay, stay. But if you really don't care, please, for both our sakes…"

"Are you mad?" Misaki nearly shrieks, startling them both. "Of course, I'm fucking staying, you nutcase!"