<p>Now and then, I think of when we were together. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die.<br>Told myself that you were right for me.<br>But felt so lonely in your company, but that was love, and it's an ache I still remember, you can get addicted to a certain kinda sadness.<br>Like resignation to the end, always the end. So when we found that we could not make sense.<br>Well, you said that we would still be friends. But I'll admit that I was glad it was over but you didn't have to cut me off<br>Make out like it never happened and that we were nothin' and I don't even need your love<br>But you treat me like a stranger, and that feels so</p>