Regret With Love
I have regretted going out with the guy you never liked. Now til this day we're in the same class and everytime you look at me nothing happens. When I look at you, you turn around. Every night I write you a note and decide to give it to you in math. Even if you take it I never know if you read it, wrote back or threw it away. Regret runs through my head...I loved you.
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