i [lo0k back] on all the decisions i made and
wish that i just could --»erase them. d e e p
inside i know i can`t..but there`s *still* that
little peice of hope that just doesn`t seem to
g i v e . u p. that little peice of hope that can`t
let go of the fact that i messed up and we`re
not ( together ) a n y m o r e...it still sees *us
p e r f e c t l y --» like we once were _
