The time will come when all we did will come rushing back, and when that time comes, I want you there with me, beside me, reminiscing of what was and what has become of us.
At such a day, you’ll look outside your window and see the good old memories flash you by and you’ll get a smile with a tear in your eye, thinking ‘I wish I could go back..’
But I don’t want to risk telling you, because I don’t want to ruin what we already have.. I wouldn’t want my feelings to get in the way of our friendship.
True story to most of us, but also a freakin’ cliche.