Our releationship can never be what it was before, the laughs, the jokes, the connection are all gone together with the past. No matter what we do there is a barrier between us, perhaps it is the collection of regrets that the barriers feeds on.. I miss us, the old us.
Perhaps in another life , we can once again enjoy and this time appreciate it.
Now we can only...
Make the best of what is left of .... Us.
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