I always waste time, Thinking about what I could have said, You never look back, You said what you would have said, I donβt know why I regret it so much, The remorse in my eyes, Says more about how I feel, Than the words stumbling out of my mouth, This nagging feeling of inconveniencing you, Obscures the actions I make, I feel so lost in the wake of this moment, Itβs as if I had been brought back into a dream, Turned into the nightmare I felt before, And Iβm wondering if this time, Iβll end up falling through the never ending floor, Because I came back to you, In a state of pure vulnerability, And this time you truly rejected me.