What would things look like if I could press rewind? Take myself back to that moment and make sure it never happened? What would it be like, to not be naive? To know then, that you had nothing to do with me; Were just drunk on yourself? To push you away and be certain? Before feelings complicated the mix? What would it be like to have never loved you? To like myself better again, To be sure —once more— that I would never be so ******, What would it be like if I’d never met you?