i hate it when you act like i know nothing about you;
when you have to explain yourself to me
as if i was just another stranger in your life

you don't have to tell me
that you were not using me
despite of what my friends had told me
because i always know it was never your intention

you don't have to explain to me
why you did what you did to me
for i understand clearly
even when i lay awake for hours at night
questioning what your exact reason was

for she was she
and i was i
and we were just you and me
and never an us.