If last night didn't happen, I probably wouldn't be feeling this way.
If last night didn't happen, you probably wouldn't be feeling this way.
If last night didn't happen, things won't be this awkward between us.
If last night didn't happen, we'd live life as it is and move on.
But now, there's that little scar there on the thread of our past, where the string is frayed, on the verge of getting cut loose.
But the loose strands still stay intertwined, forming a thicker thread than the only thin one holding the past together.
Now I'm the one who wishes things get back to what they were like before.
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