My regretst was pushing you so far away that I could never reach you again.
I took way to long to open up an show my real personality at school.
Not learning a strig instrument.
Hooking up with you at the beach.
Not telling him my feelings.
And letting you slip through my fingers. I could of had you. And now your gone
Monday, January 25, 2010
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