***I really love this song and let my mind wander while listening to it. The song is 'When I Was Your Man' by Bruno Mars and the characters belong to Stephen Hillenburg. I hope you like this.

Same bed, but it feels just a little bit bigger now

Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same

When my friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down

'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name

SpongBob didn't know why they called it heartbreak when every part of him hurt. After a month of shaky dating, Sandy had walked out on him. She'd simply said that it didn't seem to be working out. Then she shut the door.

It wasn't like SpongeBob had intended for things to go south in his relationship. He'd already booked himself for double overtime at the Krusty Krab long before this. It took away, like, ninety percent of his possible time with Sandy.

He continued listening to the radio song:

It all just sounds like oooooh...

Mmm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should've bought you flowers

And held your hand

Should've gave you all my hours

When I had the chance

Take you to every party

'Cause all you wanted to do was dance

Now my baby's dancing

But she's dancing with another man

That's just what SpongeBob saw. He didn't make much physical contact-romantically-with Sandy. He'd hear that girls liked that and immediately regretted not doing it. And Sandy was typically an outgoing girl. Now SpongeBob was forced to see her dancing on her own.

SpongeBob turned up the radio, shut off the lights, and flopped on his back on the couch. "Meow," Gary meowed, nudging his food bowl towards the couch. SpongeBob pushed it away. "Not now. Sandy dumped me, I'll feed you later. Let me wallow in my own misery," he sighed. Gary slithered away. The song continued:

My pride, my ego, my needs and my selfish ways

Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life

Now I'll never, never get to clean up the mess I made, ohh...

And it haunts me every time I close my eyes

It all just sounds like oooooh...

Mmm, too young, too dumb, to realize

That I should've brought you flowers

And held your hand

Should've gave you all my hours

When I had the chance

Take you to every party

'Cause all you wanted to do was dance

Now my baby's dancing

But she's dancing with another man

Although it hurts

I'll be the first to say that I was wrong

Oh, I know I'm probably much too late

To try and apologize for my mistakes

But I just want you to know

I hope he buys you flowers

I hope he holds your hand

Gives you all his hours

When he has the chance

Takes you to every party

'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance

Do all the things I should've done

When I was your man

Do all the things I should've done

When I was your man

And that was that. The song ended. SpongeBob shut off the radio and sat up. He wasn't going to just laze around in his own misery. He was going to move on. In fact, he was going to go to Sandy's treedome right now and wish her the best of luck. Yeah, that would work.

SpongeBob opened the door but ran into Sandy, who was standing at the door, about to ring the doorbell. They stared at each other for several moments. "Can I come in? I want to talk to you about...you know," Sandy said. SpongeBob could only nod. They sat down on the couch, room still dark.

"I've been thinking...you love your job at the Krusty Krab. You even went insane working there for over a consecutive week and still love it there! And yeah, you told me this was your first relationship and I said that too. You were a little uncertain on the concept of physical interaction. Maybe...you can learn? We can learn?" Sandy asked. She'd been rehearsing this for the entire time she was walking to the pineapple; she'd gotten so many weird looks.

"We can learn. I can learn not to do double overtime at every Tuesday and-slash-or Sunday. So...what do you say? We start all over, forget what happened?" SpongeBob asked. He held his hand out to shake on the deal. What he got was a hug. So, being so happy, he hugged back. "It's a deal," Sandy agreed.

They seperated what felt like a long time later, hands still touching. SpongeBob couldn't help but smile. He knew that no matter how many mistakes he made, he would still be Sandy's special man.

(...or sponge, to be exact.)

***I had to throw that last part in, sorry. Thanks for clicking, please review, and I'll see you on the next one.