Letting you kiss me is one of my biggest regrets.
Because it opened a door for both of us, one that I slammed in your face without hesitation. That is one of my biggest regrets.
Because it ruined a friendship. And now you won't even talk to me. That is one of my biggest regrets.
Because now, when I need you, which I admit is frequently, I don't have you. That is one of my biggest regrets.
But then I remember who you really are.
You're the boy who manipulated me into feeling like the bad guy because I didn't love you.
You're the boy who took advantage of my friends loneliness.
You're the boy who told me he wasn't sure if he ever actually loved me or if he just wanted to fuck me.
You're the boy who fooled around with my best friend just to hurt me.
And suddenly, I don't regret a fucking thing.
