i have felt this feeling before. i will it away.
{most of it. not all of it. some of it.}
there is nothing different about this time, of course.
i will fall hopelessly in love again with someone,
who could never see us as anything more than friends,
if we could even use that word anymore.
you will break my heart, and it won't be your fault,
i will move on, pretend that i have matured from my past sins,
and leave what i described as everlasting,
when really it was something that was never meant to be.
a/n:
interesting.
