We’re not friends.

You know it.

I know it.

Friends don’t act like this.

We were so much more.

And then just like that, we were nothing.

You said we’d be better off as friends.

But you don’t know that, because you refused to give us a chance.

All those nights we spent talking, I should have been sleeping.

All those times I was worried about you, I should have been worried about myself.

All those things I told you, I should have kept to myself.

Friends.

That’s not how friends act.

I guess we were both wrong.

I said we were something more, you denied it.

You said we were friends, but friends wouldn't do what you did.

You broke my heart.

Cut me out.

And yet I still pass you every day.

And every day I feel the same rush as I did the first night we spent together.

I never saw this coming.

But that’s on me.