but did we ever have anything in common?
because now that's it over, we just look at each other like strangers, as if for months we didn't spend every early hour, and late night, together.
the few times i run awkwardly into you, we look to the ground in hopes of it saving us from having to say "hey" to each other. (am i that awful?)
i'm starting to think now that maybe we weren't so much alike, and maybe we weren't even nothing more than something made up in my mind.
something that i only dreamed of being.