I wish I could change the things that I said,
So many silent arguments still screaming in my head.
If only my words would make sense and form,
and erupt from my mouth like an electrical storm.
Maybe I could change the outcome of the night,
Wishing I could be holding you in my arms so tight.
Maybe I could have actually gone for a kiss,
Though anything could be better than it ending like this.
Now starting to receive the epiphany,
That it might not have ever been meant to be.
I'm sort of glad that you turned me down then,
So I could move on and start looking again.
Part of me still really wishes that you could have said yes,
Dumped your boyfriend for me, but now I couldn't care less.
He can have you, you're just a deceiving wh0re,
I'm better off without you, I don't want you anymore.
Even though I know I would have treated you right,
And that we could have been perfect, and a romantic site,
When he turns out to be trash, don't come running to me.
You turned me down then, and that's how it will be.
