“you act like you still care and i act like the thought of you and her together doesn’t bother me but truthfully i can’t settle for being friends and i think you know that too maybe this entire situation is out of our control and neither one of us has a say in how things work out but at the same time i was willing to put my entire life on the line to save what we had and you let it go as quickly as you moved on you know, that last time i kissed you i didn’t want to let go you said we’d see each other again but i could hear the goodbye in your voice when you’re a 16 year old girl in love and in denial, you believe everything that will keep you from aching a little while longer even now, after all we’ve put each other through, you still call me on your way home and i still think of you before i go to sleep i don’t know what it means to be friends, but i know that friends don’t talk to each other the way that we do i don’t think you can honestly tell me you don’t miss holding my hand or drinking my coffee so, maybe i’m making all of this up in my head and i’m never going to hold your hand again or maybe we’ll see each other again and it’ll be like no time has passed and you’ll kiss me like you did 4 months ago”
— i don’t want to sound like i’m having a hard time letting go, but i’m having a hard time letting go