Another year has passed, already two years since we've met.
We've had our good times and we have our bad times,
but there's only a few that I regret.
I should've let you love me when I had the chance.
I should've held on to your hugs, cherished all of your kisses, and embraced the romance.
I regret getting scared and becoming numb to it all,
but I know you can relate because we often share the same wall.
Now I'm stuck on the other side and you wont let me in.
I feel like giving up sometimes, but then i remember that this is a place that you too have once been.
When you tried to love me, I knocked you down
and I knew there were only so many times that you could get back up before you turned around.
Well now you're gone, but the vicious cycle does not end.
Even when i say i'm done, I guess it's only for pretend.
I want to give you my love, I want to earn your trust,
I want to sleep with your hugs, and your kisses I'll lust.
No one else will do.
Please believe that I want you only,
These are the things I regret not showing you.
