That now I’m with someone else we can go back to being friends, without the past daunting over us. It loomed as I remembered all our crappy times when nothing went right, yet it still was perf. But now you’re like one of my best friends so I’m happy with life. I’m so glad to have you.
It wasn’t a lie that hurt you, it hurt me, but I did it so we could be back to normal, and it’s shit I feel completely shit. I want to own up to it but it’s so hard because we’re back the way we were, as friends, but I can’t hide that I want more and it drives me nuts, I just want to be with you.