So pick me, choose me, love me.

...I lied. I'm not out of this relationship. I'm in. I'm so in its humiliating because here I am begging...

Shut up. You say Meredith and I yell, remember.

Ok. Here it is. Your choice, it's simple. Her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But Derek. I love you. In a really really big; pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way the makes me hate you, love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me....