Sometimes I don't wanna make new friends, sometimes I just miss my old friends.
He wants me back. I feel sorry for him because he knows he blew it and that it's too late. He hopes one day we'll get back together, but I cannot stand there and tell him it's going to happen. He said he has never met anyone like me, and that there is nobody out there like I am. My heart hurts for him, but there's nothing to be done except to listen to his words and keep being his friend.
At least we ended on good terms.
At least we ended on good terms.
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