Picking up my favorite pen
words I couldn't have the guts to say
Here I am again making continuous lines
Preten hadthese rhymes will give you sign.
You see it's so funny to me
How we've known each other for so long
Yet I still don't have the courage
to let go of it and make confessions.
Maybe I can but I hate to be awkward
So I guess that's how I  missed every single chance
or maybe I value what we have in present
more than the unknown result of regrets.