It was never us.
We never fought.
We were always friends.
Nothing was ever going to change that.
But here we are.
And I don’t know why.
I don’t want to ask why either.
I fear that would make it worse.
I don’t want it to be like this.
But I’ve come to understand that this is how it is.
I wish we could go back.
Back to when we didn’t fight.
Back before all of this.
I wish we could go back to when we were still young.
And in love.
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Categories: flash fiction