The only thing I regret about meeting you
Is all the times that I said no.

The time you were probably too drunk anyway.
The night we could have played around in your car.
The night you broke down and my body could have made you smile.

I thought to myself...
"Don't do this with someone who doesn't need you."

But you wanted me.
More than anyone in my life had ever wanted me before.
And for you to want me still.
I'd give anything.

I'd give anything to run my hands through your hair.
I'd give anything for you to pull me closer with your tongue again.
I'd move mountains to hear you whisper in my ear.
Just to hear you tell me what to say...
I'd create stars for you.

To watch you sleep so peacefully.
To tell me goodnight every evening.
To have you ask me questions.
To have someone tell me everything.

Why do you infect my mind this much?
Why can't I be free of the memory of your touch?

It's you I want to comfort me.
It's you I want to play with.

But I said no all those times.
It's your turn to say no to me.