My sister once told me that she gives everyone one a chance.
So I sit here and I wonder
why her philosophy hasn't been assimilated by others...
Doesn't everyone deserve a chance to show what they have to offer?
Man I hate that I love her and I know at times she feels the same way too. **** I swear that, given the opportunity,
I would've loved her the way I always wanted to...
I know the past is the past and should be left there
but these what-ifs and maybes love to whisper in my ear...
On nights like these, I wish she could understand how much I miss her.