in another life, I braid your hair, we can gossip and eat and laugh.
we are girls.
no boy has severed the unspoken sisterhood that is placed before you can even say hi.
in these other lives maybe, we can look at each other and feel complete and utter disinterest.
I can't recall a thing you've done, because he is not there for it to happen.
I can't be with him, you can't sleep with him, you can't win me over just to be blameless, I can't hurt you just because I'm hurting.
I can apologize, even if you don't deserve it. even if I believe I did right.
maybe I can know you and you could know me. we could do no wrong.