We used to be friends,
once,
not so long ago now,
then,
when sunsets and times passage did not mean much,
when words were easy to say,
and to leave unspoken.
We used to be friends,
at one point,
when mornings were another chance to start again,
we were friends,
then,
before I said I loved you.
We used to be friends,
then,
before that single moment,
the moment that ended it all.
©bellevies
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