Songs on the Radio

I was driving home from church tonight when I turned the radio on. For some reason, I found myself tuning in to a country station. The song playing had just finished, then Bryan White's song came on the radio.
As the song played, I couldn't help but wonder who wrote this stuff up. I mean the songwriter seems to know me better than myself and each word that is sung drives a nail into my emotional coffin.

Nevertheless, I found myself singing along. I guess singing is better than talking to yourself. It would look more acceptable from the occupants of the vehicle stopped at the light next to you when they glance over your direction.

The words just seem to explain what I'm going through...

We agreed that it was over
Now the lines have all been drawn
The vows we made began to fade
But now they're gone
Put your pictures in a shoebox
And my gold ring in a drawer
I'm not supposed to love you anymore

…

Oh I shouldn't care or wonder where and how you are.
But I can't hide this hurt inside my broken heart.
I'm fighting back emotions that I've never fought before.
'Cause I'm not supposed to love you anymore

Now I'm writing you this letter
And it's killing me tonight
That I agreed when you believed
it wasn't right
And I couldn't sleep up on the bed
So I'm down here on the floor
Where I'm not supposed to love you anymore

Oh I shouldn't care or wonder where and how you are.
But I can't hide this hurt inside my broken heart.
I'm fighting back emotions that I've never fought before.
'Cause I'm not supposed to love you anymore

I'm fighting back emotions that I've never fought before
'Cause I'm not supposed to love you anymore

Problem was, I have this song on a CD. After it finished playing on the radio, I took the long way home and listened to the song several more times.
I know, I know... Estoy bien loco.