I’m starting to think about you and I and with clarity
Not with anger, or annoyance, just as two people.
Two people, who once knew each other, but were not meant for each other
Friends, is really the best option. It always was.
It wouldn’tve mattered when it ended, it would have anyways
How blind i was to what was happening and I’m sorry
For everything, but in the end, our end, this is how it was written.
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 9:14 PM UTC
I’m starting to think about you and I and with clarity
Not with anger, or annoyance, just as two people.
Two people, who once knew each other, but were not meant for each other
Friends, is really the best option. It always was.
It wouldn’tve mattered when it ended, it would have anyways
How blind i was to what was happening and I’m sorry
For everything, but in the end, our end, this is how it was written.
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