I know we're just like old friends. We just can't pretend that lovers make amends. We are reasons so unreal, we can't help but feel that something has been lost. But please, you know you're just like me. Next time I promise we'll be perfect. Strangers down the line. Lovers out of time. Memories unwind. So far, I still know who you are. But now I wonder who I was. Angel, you know its not the end. We'll always be good friends. The letters have been sent on. So please, you always were so free. You see, I promise we'll be perfect. Perfect...strangers when we meet. Strangers on the street. Lovers while we sleep. Perfect. You know this has to be, we always were so free. We promised that we'd be. Perfect.

There are times and places for everything. Times to love, times to want, times to need. Sometimes your life isn't yours, sometimes you find that all you are has been given to another. Sometimes you wonder why.

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