here come the clichés:
it's not you, it's me.
i still want to be friends.
i love you but i'm not in love with you.
i just can't be in a relationship right now.
be honest, it doesn't matter what i say.
you won't hear the pain in my voice.
instead you'll hear your heart breaking.
and i will apologize again and again
and again and again and again and again.
silence only exsists until you bite back.
and i can feel you shutting down.
but in reality, what did i expect?
we both know you never saw it coming.
left hook, right jab, knife in the heart.
your tears make me glance back
into our lives, the memories we made.
please don't forget them after this
please don't think our love wasn't
because once upon a time, it was.
it's the same story, just different names,
different times, different places.
if possible, i'd erase and rewrite the ending
but they wrote it all down in ink.
so prepare yourself for the clichés.