In my dreams, I rewrite the words I spoke to you that only made you hurt, but I know that it does not work. I will write what I can say; I am sorry I spoke that way.
Now, the rest is up to you; what will you do with me?
In my dreams, I travel back through spacetime; I try to make you mine, but it takes ten lifetimes. I will dream how I might have been selected by you; I am sorry my dreams did not come true.
Now, the rest is up to you; what will you do with me?
I am sorry, Sydnee; I swept you off your feet from afar, but it is better this way. If you had known me better, I might have sent a dozen letters.
The loving letter held the truth, but I would take both of them away from you.
I will write what I can say; I am sorry I spoke that way.
Now, the rest is up to you; what will you do with me?
In real life, I have no idea what her reaction was. I don't know if she was hurt by it, but if I could take it back, I would.