We were walking under the stars and you told me you adored me. You held my hand and you said you wanted to be with me but I let you go. I let you go because I was too scared.
Now that I think about it, all those years ago, I should’ve given you a chance. I should’ve given us a chance.
Maybe, just maybe, you would’ve been good for me and maybe, we would have lasted. But then maybe, it just wasn’t meant to be. Maybe we were just meant to be friends.
But I do wonder. All those years ago, maybe I should’ve said yes.