Nostalgia Is Taking Over. I long for the past.
I long for the way things were before things had to get complicated.
It was all my fault.
Now it’s led to this
Something that I now cannot change
Each time I would take a huge risk
I realized my feelings were not that true
I don’t love him the way he loves me.
How I wish I could go back in time to stop myself from telling him that
How I wish I could go back in time to stop myself from taking all those risks
How I wish I could go back in time to stop myself from telling him I like him
How I wish I could go back in time to stop myself from liking him
How I wish I could go back in time to stop myself wanting to be held in his gentle arms and his deep soothing voice and the way he looks into my eyes and how he said he’ll always be there and that he really cares for me and – how he loves me– and–and
