So it's over.

So, that which never began has come to an end,
And, yes it's my fault - I went too far.
So it's over.

Tell me why, every time I find myself falling in love,
It's the dirt which breaks my fall?
Now it's over.

You said that we were only ever 'just friends',
Then, how we're still friends,
And it's over.

I think of all the time we used to spend,
And how it felt to hold you close,
But it's over.

All I have left now are broken memories,
You couldn't even leave them be,
As it's over.

If, like you like to say, we're still friends,
Then how will it be next time we meet,
If it's over?

You even say that you like to talk to me,
But that wasn't all you liked,
Before it was over.

That night I whispered "You're too good to be true."
Well, I was right.
Because it's over.

-Dickie 1.29.06