Interlude ( A bothering)

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    Interlude ( A bothering)

    You and I have to talk. (personal)

    Can we talk for a minute about our relationship and its's meaning,....if there was one?

    So, whats' going on with us?
    Do we understand each other?
    I feel theres' a problem, so can we just talk about it?

    Why the lies? Why the deceit, the rumors?

    I don't understand these complications are of us. If we cannot communicate, then I suggest that we go our seperate ways.

    This bothers me.

    Strange... it is on how we feel, cause it seems that you're in denial about it, so I say unto you that there is nothing between us but a misunderstanding of an apology that was.

    Guess, I shouldn't of started it off with, "We need to talk", cause you just twisted the whole thing and took it as if I were suggesting that we should get together. We are not together nor will we be, so get over it.

    Damn!

    How you amuse me, especially with your assumptions, cause I'm not with you or sleeping with you, or even talking with you.

    Damn, this is a problem for me, so in a word, I suggest we chill for a minute.

    Yeah, I suggest we chill for a minute. Better yet, you chill for a minute. Cause for now, your bridge is burned.


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