the story

You probably were the one of the best- best friends that I had ever met. "Probably", because you didn't know me. I was wondering if I ever told you something about me. You were a huge part of my life. But I wasn't yours. Cause YOU were the reason why I woke up everyday, and now, you're the reason why I can't even fall asleep. Cause we were never meant to be. This story was our story. A story, that we were writing together. I'm still with you, but you aren't with me, right? We keep our contact but I'm too tired. I can't longer see you trying to hide the fact that you found someone better instead of me. But how do I end our story if it never began?