Oct 19, 2005 19:50
"Now you're over me?"
"No. No, I'm not over you. I'm over it. I can't keep crying over you."
"I don't want you to. You meet somebody else?"
"No. No, I just don't want you to be worrying about stuff you shouldn't, or should have done, when I'm not."
"I'm not worried. So if I'm not worried, and you're not worried, why can't we go back to being friends like always?"
"Because we were never friends. Not really, I mean. Do you remember a time when there wasn't something hanging over us. Something I wanted to say, but didn't. Something you wanted to say but couldn't. I can't do it anymore."
"Okay, I get it. So, uh, what now? We just don't....speak?"
"No, we'll see each other around. And here we are. You just had to come back, didn't you?"
"I never meant to mess things up this bad."
"I know. We can still talk. We just can't...go back."