We Can't be friends
But we can't be more
Nor can we be less
It's like none of us is in control.
Like there's a force influencing our actions to contrast our feelings for each other
If You were to take the wheel for a moment. I'll park so we could talk.
But if I were to take the wheel, I'd floor the accelerator in order to avoid that difficult conversation. We both aren't ready to have.
Even though it's inevitable.
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'19' Last Days Of Being a Teenager |Memoir
Non-FictionNotes on Coming Of Age and stuff.