Once was...

by Brandon Carnell   Feb 6, 2006


We were once best friends. Talk about anything and always help one another. Then we were lovers. Basking in the lust and forbidden fruit that was our love. Now we've grown apart and friends again. Its funny how love works no matter what it always lingers, and can't be ignored. Now that were friends again we'll never ignore or take advantage of that love for the past that once was.

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