Somewhere we went wrong, we were once so strong.
“What now?”
“Nothing.”
As much as I want to talk to you all night, I feel like it’s not the same anymore. I used to think of things to tell you, for you to get interested on engaging a conversation with me. And for me to get a chance of knowing you more.
We started to burn the bridge. And built walls, walls that we tried so hard to destroy before. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me and my too much inducing of Adele’s music that’s why I am too fucked of saying these things.
Fucking cliches, I don’t want to be a fucking cliche.
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