What we used to be

Even though you've said so many harsh, unforgivable words, I still want you back in my life.
I know I can't forget, but I'm yearning, longning, for what we used to have.
A relationship with no limits. We talked about everything that mattered, and things that had no meaning at all.
I supported you, cried when I knew you were hurting. I did nothing but being your friend.
So why do we fight? I don't want to. Never wanted to. I just wanted your attention. I wanted you to notice me. Yell at me, scream at me, that's alright, because it's better than being ignored.
.. I would do anything.