time machine
We've talked, we've been through this.
We said we'd be strong and put the past behind us.
We were good. Great. Perfect.
But we were just somehow not meant to be. Apparently.
I wish I were a psychic so I could choose the correct words and I despise myself for that.
I always had said the things I didn't mean to.
I'm always the one left in the darkness of regret.
You were always there for me.
Always the one to talk to.
Always the one to laugh with.
Always the one to love.
Always the soulmate.
And now always the one to miss.
What if i said?
What if i did?
What if i will?
Will you?
Will you?
Will you?
Baby come back to me.
We said we'd be strong and put the past behind us.
We were good. Great. Perfect.
But we were just somehow not meant to be. Apparently.
I wish I were a psychic so I could choose the correct words and I despise myself for that.
I always had said the things I didn't mean to.
I'm always the one left in the darkness of regret.
You were always there for me.
Always the one to talk to.
Always the one to laugh with.
Always the one to love.
Always the soulmate.
And now always the one to miss.
What if i said?
What if i did?
What if i will?
Will you?
Will you?
Will you?
Baby come back to me.
posted by kelvin at
4:32 AM
4 Comments:
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I can't say how many times I've felt the same way about a guy... It's impossible to know all the right things to say and/or do and to make everything turn out the way you hope it would because life loves to throw curve balls. All we can do is just hope for the best I guess....
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