We were once so close.
Now we’re as good as strangers.

What would make you push me away?
I try to reach out to you and present my olive branch, but you toss it to the side as fast as you did me.
You hurt me over and over again, and yet…
And yet I still care.
Why do I care about someone who clearly doesn’t care about me?

Am I naïve? Am I just a silly girl? Am I as ignorant as I feel?
I want you to know I care, but then again, you don’t care if I do.
I wish you the best, my once dear friend.

I’m afraid you’ve rejected me one too many times and I can no longer put my heart on the line.
I wish you the best, I really do.
But it’s time for me to look out for what’s best for me.
It makes me sad to know that so many years have gone by and they don’t really mean anything.

We were once so close.
Now we’re as good as strangers.

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