24 novembro 2012
I'm so glad you made time to see me.. How is life? Tell me, how is your family? I haven't seen them in a while. You've been good, busier than ever. Small talk, work and the weather.. Your guard is up and I know why. Because the last time you saw me still burns in the back of your mind: you gave me roses and I left them there to die.
When your birthday passed and I didn't call, then I think about summer, all the beautiful times.. I watched you laughing from the passenger seat and realized I loved you in the fall. And then the cold came, with the dark days when the fear crept into my mind, you gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.
I miss your tan skin and your sweet smile, so good to me, so right, and how you held me in your arms that September night the first time that you ever saw me cry.
But this is me, swallowing my pride, saying I'm sorry for that night, wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine. And I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind. I'd go back in time and change it but I can't so if the chain is on your door, I understand.