When were young, I thought we'd be together for ever. You were my first love, and at some point I just became secondary. The last time I remember truly being in love with you was last October at the zoo for Halloween. We laughed and had so much fun that day. Every now and then I find myself flashing back to those days when we would share jokes because we were too broke to share meals.
I wish we could rewind, go back in time. But we can't, so we have to go our separate ways. I don't know if it'll hurt you, those aren't my intentions. I can't even tell you what you did wrong. It's just like sometimes I'm at home and you treat me like I'm not there. Maybe we were better off as friends, and hopefully we can stay that way.