wrote this thinking about a girl, you know how it is |
| i still think about you. i know i shouldn’t, i know it’s my fault we are over. it’s my fault we never truly began. i know, but i can’t stop. i wish i was better. i wish i cradled your heart in my hands, and cherished it. but i didn’t. i’m sorry you gave it to me. i’m sorry you ripped it from your chest, i know you didn’t want to. i’m sorry, i still think about you. |