I feel heavy, lifting the guilt by the pain I've caused you. It's like carrying a big truck full of glass and putting it on the other side of the road.
Putting my headphones and listening to a melody for my heart to be at ease. Yet, it reminded me details about you. Never have I known, I was also hurt and now I am paying the price.
Should've told you what you really meant to me, now I am at guilt. I should've told you everything. Now I am the one who is suffering.
You are really the one that got away....
Maybe in another life we would meet again and you would stay......
