You and I are the closest of friends and the most bitter enemies.
Ours is a history of trust and the desecration of it.
We value each other, yet our actions prove that we value ourselves even
more.
But we are only human.
You and I have love, but we have allowed distrust and anger to exist.
Ours is a strained connection at best now.
We used to protect each other, but now we only protect ourselves.
But we are still only human after
all.
You and I are still looking back, yet we continue to walk ahead and
further away.
Ours is a book that has so far not been closed, even though we try.
We used to have what mattered most, but we gave it away to pursue our
greatest flaws, but we will always only ever be human after all, just you and
I.

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