We were supposed to last,
but how?
when there wasn't even an us
to begin with.
Strange clouds gathered
as I broke my promised to keep guys like you away,
thinking in coincidences instead of purpose.
SHE, the innocent smile that made you happy,
SHE, the one attached to you like lint on denim,
SHE, the one that's rejected you more than once,
but still has the power to have you coming back
Sure,
your "just friends",
but at one point
...we were friends, too.
