I don't think I can go back

I can't start over again

not knowing what I know

not being where I've been

you've left you mark

of red lines on my forearm

like so many before

I always pretend to fall to deep

but I'm always prepared to move on

I know that we need to be civil

I know that things will be alright

but starting over isn't an option for me

not after what you did that night

letting me cry myself to sleep

wishing for my knight

you weren't there for it then

and you will never have the chance again.

so even though we can not be friends

we can calmly sit by one anothers side.

pretending that things are normal

and pushing our differences aside