I sit and wait,
For an idea to come.
I think of him,
And how I messed up.
I think of how,
I could've asked him out,
And started over.
I wanted to make,
A fresh start.
I just wanted to tell him,
That I was wrong,
To break up with him,
And that I wanted,
Him back.
But I was afraid,
And I didn't do it.
I sit and wait,
For an idea to come.
I think of him,
And that he didn't,
Deserve what I did.
HE deserved a better girl,
He deserved anyone but me,
He deserved love,
Not betrayal...
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