in the middle of the night you come to mind
and all our memories come flooding into my head. The kiss. The way you touched me. The way you cared. And i look at us now and you can barely call us friends . We talk occasionally but nothing like how we used to .. when we were actually best friends and had no feeling for each other .. well atleast i didn't. I remember the nights i cried over you and my friends thought it was pointless to . but i knew how i felt and i guess they didn't . but i just wish
you weren't in my dreams