If only you knew what you do to me.
Just when I thought I was doing fine,
You showed me I wasn't,
That I was actually missing something.
I was at the bar on a mission,
To get totally plastered which I did.
I told you what I want out of life,
I showed you a picture of my two year old.
Yet you didn't turn and run away.
Instead you took my number and called.
To this day I ask myself why.
Are we looking for the same things?
I even left you with a kiss,
Thought for sure I blew it at that moment.
But you're still calling,
You still want to see me.
It's because of that,
That I don't regret that night.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
No Regrets
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