I should’ve told you how I felt.

In the beginning I thought it was wrong because you met her before we started hanging out.

Nobody understood me quite the way you did.

I wanted to be more than just your friend.

So I got you alone. I tried to think of a way to make this not sound cliche.

I hesitated and you said “she tells me she loves me.” I choked my words back down and said nothing.

I wasn’t worried because meeting you felt like fate.

I should’ve told you how I felt before it was too late.

I should have told you that I loved you too.

I know now that I made it easy for you to choose.

Now I lay awake.

In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.