You *******. I never really understood you. You have to make an argument every single time we talk. I hate it. Stop pushing things that aren't even related. Like, why do I have to go through with your crap? I never really done anything to make you mad. If I did, tell me what it is. 'Cause that will be our way to clear everything. I want to understand. You. You are someone I want to figure out. You don't have a formula or maybe a  riddle I need to solve. But you're just a mystery. A mystery I can be proud of solving. Just get on with it. Let's go our separate ways. What are we supposed to do? We do this all the time, right? Let's both forgive and forget each other. This will all be part of our hidden past. Forget the times we actually smiled at each other. Forget the times we confronted each other. Forget the times we held hands. Forget the times we ignored each other. Forget the times we were in love. "Forget","Each other", that's all I'm saying now. Maybe we weren't in love. We must have thought we're just comfortable with each other. We could've stayed strangers if it weren't for our lonely hearts. I love you, ******* it. No need to wish on a star. I got you. But a star could've helped if I wished  we both knew how to actually love. We just thought of it as a concept.Now we know how it feels. And how much pain we gain through it. Now, what's this? You say you love me too.
Then, we go back square one again.