I lost my date.
I sealed my fate.
There was me, the one to hate and blame.
The mistake all mine it's lame.
There was nothing in this forgotten mansion,
The place they called forever haunted.
Only me the ghost, the pariah I forgot I alone invented.
Why was it so hard to say
Those three words that could have made her stay?
And so easy to go
For some other words that scored me zero, nobody's hero?
When you had and lost the chance
All it feels like is this endless trance.
Days of getaway, nights of romance
Down and down they went, straight for the drain
Faster than the speed of a bullet train.
That stupid pride, that silly fear
Stopped me from saving me
Pushed her away when she could've been near.
Now she's far and gone and all too late.
What I remember is how I lost my date.
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