It's hard. Even when I know this is for the best, I still feel blue. Time will heal the wounds, but still. I don't know..
I wouldn't take you back, 'cause I know better. The problem is that the feelings are still there, I just can't execute them anymore. Don't get me wrong, I'm not crying or anything but I get this feeling of loosing something important. I did loose something important, so I guess this is normal. I'm almost glad that we broke up, but still I'm not... but somehow I am.. but I'm not. I don't know.
I miss the nearness on you, but still I know we're not meant to be. I don't know.
I need you as a friend, but right now we can't be friends like we used to be. Thirteen years is a long time. That's why I'm not really worried about our friendship, but still I am. I don't know.
I DON'T KNOW
...maybe I'm not supposed to know.
That's the wonderfull thing about life.