I wish I could go back in time, to salvage what I had with you. To turn it all around. I never meant to hurt you. Standing before you, with tears running down my face, wishing I could just hold you and never let go, then realizing it is a distant fuzzy memory I can never turn back to, and you look away, disgusted, eyes watering, and go back along your way, and laugh as if I never stood before you, tears rolling down my face.