There have been so many times in the last few years when I stop for a minute and just… Doubt myself.
Don’t get me wrong;
I don’t regret the past.
But if I had the chance to go back,
I’d change the tune to my song.
I would change the choice I made to be alone.
I know I should have just stayed home.
I would change the reaction I had to you breaking my heart.
After all, there’s only so many times I can re-start.
I would change how much I let you in,
so that you wouldn’t know my each and every sin.
I wouldn’t have let myself get so attached:
that way, when you broke it,
my heart wouldn’t crack.
But those are just things I can’t change,
and the past can never be rearranged.
So it’s time to start moving forward;
time to start letting go.