You didn’t deserve my games.
It’s out of my nature.
To this day I wonder why I did it.
Why I lashed out.
Why I got so intimate mentally only to pull away.
I’m sure it was difficult on you.
If I could go back, I’d do things differently.
I’d give you a chance.
But that time has passed.
You moved on and so have I.
Would I be up for another try?
But do I deserve that?
No — I don’t.
I think its human nature to wonder what could have been. God knows I’ve had several chances with you and still something inside held me back. I was looking for perfection, but that doesn’t exist.
Left to my own devices, I feel some sort of regret.
I do believe everything in life happens for a reason, and I believe me not reciprocating your feelings was what fate decided.
But I still don’t see why I didn’t just give it a try.
I guess the lesson’s learned through the casualty of experience.
You’re the first girl I hurt, but probability says you won’t be the last.
I guess the hurt’s come full circle at the possibility I denied and the path I refused to cross.