Wishful thinking. Or something like it.

We started off on the wrong note didn’t we? Yeah we did! It should have been in reverse you know. We should have concentrated on being friends first. Then, if it was meant to be, it would have happened anyway. Or, as is true in our case, it wouldn’t have! We could have spared ourselves the pain and the hurt and the awkwardness. It would have been so much simpler.

Whenever I would call you out of boredom or just to chit chat, you wouldn’t have to have double thoughts. You wouldn’t have to think, “What if I hurt her further?” And I wouldn't have to think, "What if he thinks I am still in love with him?"

It would be simple. It would be just one person calling another because they are friends. And nothing else. We wouldn’t have to carry this meddlesome, messy baggage of being ex-es!

Erm... God? Is there a way we can get back to the beginning and start again?