So, this is me swallowing my pride, standing in frot of you saying I'm sorry for that night, and I go back to may all the time. Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine. Id go back to may, turn around and make it all right.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times I watched you laughing from the passenger side realized that I loved you in the fall. Then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind. You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye. I MISS YOUR SWEET SMILE, SO GOOD TO ME, SO RIGHT. And how you held me in your arms that night, the first time you ever saw me cry. Maybe this is wishful thinking, if we loved again I swear Id love you right. Id go back in time and change it but I can't, so if the chain is on your door, I understand.
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