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all i can feel is regret realized how much i wasted you back then i just want to forget everything but i'm not sure if i can too late for that young love but too fast for you to move on i feel sorry for you for not giving you the chance to have me for not letting you love me the way you want it to be for tearing you apart and for breaking your heart just found myself reading back to our small talks back when you were still feeling something for me but you just suddenly walked away, i remember your promise that you will not have anyone until we graduate but there really are things that matter okay, you don't make it anyway too late for confessions too early for fear of rejection i feel sorry for everything for not giving it a try for not saying to you what i have to before things were ******* up but it's too late now now, i'm the one who's tearing apart and breaking my own heart it takes everything in me to have some courage to speak to you but you're not giving interest anymore think my efforts are wasted so i better know where to stand and just accpet things the way it should be but it hurts that i still care even if you're not doing the same thing
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
Regret
all i can feel is regret realized how much i wasted you back then i just want to forget everything but i'm not sure if i can too late for that young love but too fast for you to move on i feel sorry for you for not giving you the chance to have me for not letting you love me the way you want it to be for tearing you apart and for breaking your heart just found myself reading back to our small talks back when you were still feeling something for me but you just suddenly walked away, i remember your promise that you will not have anyone until we graduate but there really are things that matter okay, you don't make it anyway too late for confessions too early for fear of rejection i feel sorry for everything for not giving it a try for not saying to you what i have to before things were ******* up but it's too late now now, i'm the one who's tearing apart and breaking my own heart it takes everything in me to have some courage to speak to you but you're not giving interest anymore think my efforts are wasted so i better know where to stand and just accpet things the way it should be but it hurts that i still care even if you're not doing the same thing
cindy-moore
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
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