I don't want to say I hope we can be friends because my stomach drops when I see you, and my heart hurts when I think back to the nights I spent snuggled under your arms. I don't love you.

Sometimes things just don't work out. They are there for a fleeting moment, and things change and people change. I guess I just have to appreciate the fact that you wanted to spend time with me, that for once someone needed me to be there with them. I guess it's whatever, but I hope one day, you might realize that I was there, and I was going to be there for you for as long as you needed.