I'm hoping you changed, that you're not trying to fuck her over the way you're known to do. Because I see so much of me in her its insane. The way you are with her reminds me of us, before...

Maybe it's not my place, and I should just stay out of it, because I guess I'm no longer relevant right? I mean, there hasn't been in an us in how long?

I just don't want you to hurt her, because she cares about you. Like I used to. Do you remember that? Because it's just a distant memory for me, not something that's nonexistent.

Maybe you don't see it, and I was the only one who cared. I thought you were one of my best friends, told you everything, and swore you felt the same. But maybe I was wrong to assume.

I should just stay out of it, right? As you tell her all the lies you told me? As you pretend to give a shit about her, and feed her what you think she wants to hear?

Dammit, I know you so well it's ridiculous, so I don't understand why you feel the need to lie to me, like I'm everyone else.

But then again, to you, maybe I am.