We’re still mad lovers. Yes, we’re hidden behind a bill board that screams “Just Friends” in your face, but it still isn’t convincing. You never tell me that you love me anymore. Even though you sometimes show me glimpses that you do, I never get my hopes high because I don’t want to be disappointed. But deep deep down I know you love me. If it fades away after a few years of staying behind the mask of just friends, it’s okay, because I’ll remember that once upon a time, we were mad mad lovers.