It just doesn't work, trust me. You said matter-of-factly in the tone of voice that could have persuaded me to do anything, except believe this.
No, it does. It just requires both people to put some effort in. I remember myself contemplating and convincing you; trying to make you believe it was possible, because it had to be.
Exes can't be friends after everything. It just doesn't work. You told me of all the others pretty and playful who ran away with your heart but never gave it back.
But for the longest time, I tried to prove you wrong tried to make us invinsible in some sort of way tried to make you see in a new sort of light tried to show you it wasn't that hard tried to hold on to what we had tried to keep our friendship tried to be the exception tried to keep us intact tried to find a way tried to be more tried to stay tried to tried
But I just came out breathless and heartless because I hate to admit it, but god, you were right.*
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{I remembered you said this when we were still best friends, and I can't help but think about all the little blunt signs I missed getting hypnotized by your eyes because we're no longer lovers, not even friends, no longer anything. And I'm still trying to be okay with that}