Ah isn’t that a warm and fuzzy thought?
You smash my heart into a million bits and you ask, “can we still be friends”….I liked the ’still’ term interjected in there.
Still? Why of course, I mean – the whole cheating on me and then dumping me well…that is just how it goes, and I know I certainly couldn’t call someone a friend unless I knew I could royally screw them over.