You're hiding something what? you're uncomfortable why? i thought things were cleared up i thought we could be friends again like we were like the memories that see, to have a golden tinge to them the memories you can't help but laugh at again and again what happened to us? where did we go wrong? was it me did i somehow push you away or did you leave voluntarily? where did you go? why didn't i go too? maybe i couldn't maybe somehow i chose not too why didn't you take me, kidnap me i would've gone peacefully eventually anything to be with you like we were like at Christmas when we talked for hours on the phone when we didn't spend an evening uncomfortable or apart or like on the trip walking together through the museum listening and respecting each other's views when we sit in silence now it's just awkward before it was the easy silence of good friends, exceptionally close friends sitting almost in reverence at the sight of our closeness to be like we were would be paradise can it ever happen again? will we survive the toils? can we survive the toils? though it may be tough the struggle would be worth it to be like we were.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this when a friend and i were having some problems with other people
assuming things about our relationship.
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