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sitting alone again at half past one...
and I still haven't figured out why I stay this way.

I'd like to let myself believe
that I can forget and move on,
and fall in love again...

but even now,
after we've resigned ourselves to friendship
All I can do is remember how we used to be.
I know...
that things will never be the same,
never be as good,
never be the same...
never be the same...

But part of me goes over that,
again and again,
and I can't help but think
that it will be better.

I try to force myself into giving up,
since everything I know
and everything I am
tells me differently...

but I can't...
or maybe I just won't.
I refuse to forget...
and I know you won't forget either...

and maybe that is what pushes me,
and drives me to try and hold onto the past...
because you remember too.
and you believed in us.
sometimes more than I deserved.
and always more than I expected.