T.I.M.E.

If i could turn back time, i wouldn't waste it on going back to our break up. I would turn back to the part where you asked me where i said yes to being with you. I would stop myself and say "I know 'we' will end up in a dark place. I will be in a corner crying and you will be in some club clinking glasses with a girl who doesn't even know you as well as i do." After we were done speaking, a tear fell down my cheek. I went up on my tippy-toes and kissed your cheek, and turned around, walking away. I didn't look back, because if i did, i would probably break down in tears and beg for you back. But now, i don't want you back.