We just never understood
that it wasn't about dating.
It was about friendship.
Can we just go back
to blasting YouTube videos
in your barney car at 3am
to escape the world?
Or that one time
you tried to teach me to dance.
Lets face it Ry,
I'm a white girl.
If your dancing was any worse
you could be Taylor Swift.
Remember telling me that?
Can we go back to High School
where we ruled our group
and had all those inside jokes?
Because I mean at fourteen
Black Hawk Down was terrifying!
Speaking of that movie,
let's go to another air show.
Then we can go back to the
Military Ball when i was fourteen.
That cute boy told me
I had to dance.
Did I ever tell you,
you were the first boy I danced with?
Can we go back to fighting
over candy in my bedroom?
I couldn't believe you stuck it
down your pants!
But you were even more shocked
that I grabbed it anyways.
Lets relive your 21st birthday
while we are at it.
You did realize the girls
were suppose to put on the dance
right?
No, you danced on that table
like a pro.
Can we go back to
running miles?
I hate running miles.
I'd scream I hate you
a dozen times but
you'd push me
over the finish line anyways.
I'd always tell you
I love you
after the accomplishment,
That one winter run was cold.
You forced your jacket on me
even though I refused.
You must've froze that day.
Right now, I'd even settle
for a famous Ryan lecture.
I could really use
someone to tell me
how stupid I've been,
This dating nonsense
ruined everything.
I just want my
Best Friend.
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