Written from Joey’s point of view. Brian McKnight’s “Til I get Over You” is featured in this part **"I remember the way
She doesn't know but I saw her the moment she walked in that club. She was beautiful and she didn't even know it. That's what first got me. When she spilled her drink all over me it was almost too cute, and when she didn't recognize me initially, I was in heaven. Her name, Bronwen, had me wanting to know more. A dancer, she was not, but she had fun and the smile on her face captivated me. When I held her close for the first time, during that slow dance, I didn't want to let her go. Her body fit into mine so well, it belonged there. Her brown, bouncy curls smelled so good, and her touch was so warm. She was exactly what I had never expected. She was everything I wasn't dating at the time, everything I wasn't looking for. She was a commitment, a relationship. I surprised everyone, even myself when I let her into my life.
**"Outside I'm smiling
She presented herself as being so strong, so capable to handle anything. I knew different though. She wasn't weak, but she wasn't invincible to pain either. Being away hurt her so much. When I was on the road the first time it was hard, she needed me to be there. She wouldn't tell me, but I knew. The next tour was during the summer, so she was on a break from school. She came with us on the bus, and at first I was apprehensive. The only person, other than a group member, that ever traveled with us was Lauren, Lance's girlfriend. But it was wonderful. She was amazing. She could make me smile at any given moment. There was never a down moment on that tour bus. She would continually insist on staying up with me while I came down from the high of show, and then proceed to fall asleep in my arms as soon as the movie started. She was so beautiful, so peaceful. I didn't want anything to touch her or disturb her.
**"Endless times I stayed up
And then it happened. The memory of her birthday will always be burned into my mind. I knew from the moment she got in my car something was wrong. I thought maybe she was just nervous, or a little depressed. Birthdays do that to some people. But nothing changed. She didn't smile throughout dinner and she couldn't even look at me. I did catch her eyes once though, and I saw how much pain was stung in them. I begged her to let me help her, but she didn't say a word. We went to the club and she started to drink immediately. I stood by and watched, content to just protect her from anything else. She had a lot, too fast, and had to throw up, but refused to let me help her into the bathroom. She staggered past me when she was through and didn't look back. She went straight to another guy, and I couldn't do a thing to stop her. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and stomped on. She left messages on my cell the next day, but it wasn't what I wanted to hear. It was apologies about getting drunk and leaving and cheating on me. They hurt too, but not as much as the fact she couldn't tell me what was wrong. She never once said there was something she needed to explain.
**"Outside I'm smiling
Sometimes I wish I had let her talk that day. I saw Bron the second I stepped out of the restaurant. She was in the crowd of thirty or so fans. She was yelling something at me like "I have to tell you something," but I wouldn't listen. I watched as Lonni carried her away like any other hysterical fan. I didn't even blink. That was the last time I saw her. My pride has gotten the better of me and I don't know if I'll ever open up like that again. I've returned to my player lifestyle that I'm notorious for and I have no worries. I never cried, and promised myself I never will. I wrote off my losses, a best friend and lover, and I moved on.
**"Can't forget the way we touched
Most of the time I'm happy-go-lucky. I live life by the moment and my worries are behind me. But no one sees the moments when I sneak a peak at the back of my wallet. I keep a picture of Bron there. It's from our third album release party, and was taken by one of our photographers without her knowing. She was smiling, looking up at us, me, while we were giving a small speech. She had this twinkle in her eyes, that I can't explain. And no one understands when the breeze blows past my head sometimes, I can swear it's her blowing on my ticklish spot, behind my ears. And then I remember how close I used to hold her, and the way her touch could send shivers down my spine. But every time I think about the good, the bad comes too. I swear I'll never be that open again. I'll never love that way again. Part of her will be in me forever, I can't fight that anymore, but I'll never be able to look at her the way I used to.
**"Outside I'm smiling
You used to touch me all the time
I told you how I was the luckiest man alive
And now I hear you showin' off
Your new boy, frontin'
Like everything's alright
I'll be damned if I let you know
That I still find it hard to sleep at night"**
Inside I'm crying
I'll just keep denying
Till I get over you
Outside I'm smiling
Inside I'm crying
I'll just keep denying
Till I get over you"**
All night waiting for you to call
Lying to myself
'Cause you aren't thinking 'bout me at all
My eyes are holding back the tears
My pride won't let you see me act a fool
I'll be damned if I let you know
That I still feel something for you"**
Inside I'm crying
I'll just keep denying
Till I get over you
Outside I'm smiling
Inside I'm crying
I'll just keep denying
Till I get over you"**
(Everyday, every night, baby)
And the way we used to make love
(I still remember how it feels)
Baby, but now it's over and you're gone
(I've got to say goodbye)
Because I know I can't go on without you"**
Inside I'm crying
I'll just keep denying
Till I get over you"**