I remember taking that chance,
the chance that has changed the past few years of my life.
The chance that if i wouldn't have taken, I would've never met the love of my teens.
Some say I should't have taken it.
They said you were toxic for me.
But they don't understand why i took a chance on you.
They didn't see your tears on that sunday night during the breakdown,
when you were so vulnerable and you came to me.
They didn't see me when I was laying on the floor,
screaming about ending it all, sobbing into your chest.
They didn't see our connection.
If i had the choice I would take the chance again.
I would take the chance of experience our teenage love just one more time,
mostly, because this time i wouldn't take the chance of letting you end it all.
I wouldn't go on vacation and leave you alone to cry by yourself on that awful night .
If i had another chance i would stop you,
so I wouldn't have to finish high school without my true love.
I would take the chance so i could quit blaming myself.
Just so i could lay in your arms, once again.