why can't we be friends?

i thought that it'd be different.
that since i wouldn't feel so awkward, i'd be able to tell you all those things i kept locked away for months.
that since things wouldn't feel so forced, we'd be able to talk normally.
that since we'd messed up the first time, we'd be able to be friends this go around.

instead,
i have my friends and you have yours.
they do not mix.
and neither do we anymore.

we see each other around.
not often, but we do.
a wave, a short conversation.
we act the part perfectly.

but it's just that.
an act, featuring two performers.
an awkward situation.
but the show must go on.

the show is a lie.
granted, we're not lovers anymore.
but here as we are, we're not even friends.
we're nothing.

and i know it won't do a damn bit of good to write this out in a blog that you might not even read, but just in case you do read it, i just want you to know -

i miss you.
can we please be friends?