He who loves the most, regrets the most.
As I imagine other lifetimes
when things worked out a little better,
and I wasn't so wet behind the ears.
And your tears weren't so salty,
And I said what it was that you needed to hear.
And it's okay if its not perfect.
Alright to sometimes colour outside the lines
And it's hard not to fight it.
But it won't work if I'm scared all the time.
I'm just sad that in this universe
It didn't work out this time.
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