You don't.
I've watched you float up from the earth and return to it.
I've read your heart on lined paper and seen your blood in paint.
I've seen you on your best day and your darkest night.
And through it all I've never seen you regret anything.

I regret one thing.
I regret failing you.
You trusted me to never slow down to never become routine.
I ****** up and you still hung on.
You gave me every chance and I didn't notice.
You left and I died watching you go.
But that wasn't me.
And as its screams of death died down I woke up.
Whatever took the life of my passion and my imagination lost its grip.
I can't reverse what it did.
But if you let me I'll prove to you the boy you loved is alive.