Regret-Me-Not
If you want it to be true,
You’ve got to work at it constantly.
You need to bleed a little for me,
I’m begging you, please.
I can’t do this all on my own
But you’re forcing me to.
At the end of the day,
I want you to be able to look back on me fondly,
No regrets.
But everyday I regret a little more,
The fact that I ever met you.
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