Temporarily love contact

Forever is a lie. My brain always knew but my head couldn’t accept it. I wish we could go back to how we were: perfect friends. Not strangers. FRIENDS. Every relationship starts with two strangers, and ends in different ways: strangers, friends, best friends, or lovers. I wish we were in a different situation. In a different age. Maybe, we could have had it all. All the love. All the care. We could have had a chance. If only we were older. Wiser.