I was afraid that day,
Afraid that I was thinking too much just like how I used to when I was her,
"Maybe you meant it for someone else",
"Maybe I'm just over thinking".
We were stuck in another situation yet again.
I hurt you,
And I'm sorry.
I should have chosen to do what I wanted to do instead of choosing to do what I should do,
I should have been her, but I decided to be me;
And for the first time, I regreted not being her like she was a good thing;
I hurt you, but she wouldn't have.
