
I am slightly regret-ful. Is that even a word? I doubt it. I can't get my head on straight and it's really freaking annoying. Like I can see reason, but I can't make myself believe it. I want to live in my fantasy world where you may like me, but I know you can't/won't/don't.
I know myself well enough to know that I can't have that. I want/deserve more.
And what about you? You can never find out about my regret. I don't want to blow it. But I want to be wanted. I like that. Who doesn't like that?
You shocked me and I'm still reeling. How come you won't look me in the eye?
I can't decide. And it's driving me insane. I don't want to think/talk about it anymore. Just make my decision for me.