Oh, we were the best of friends
And after all of this
I’m on my own again
I told you how I felt
“I feel the same.” you said
But then I let us drift apart
I should have kissed you when I had the chance
– All… all these stupid calendars and photo collages…
– And pillowcases.
– Is that too much, do you think?
– No, I… I… I’d like it.
– “Dreaming of you.” What was I thinking? Should have written “I’m your worst nightmare.”
– Or “I don’t sleep because I’m obsessed with you.”