Reflections

I wish I could go all the way back and do things differently, if only I had thought things through and talked before jumping into it.
But it's too late now isn't it? Shoulda Coulda Woulda's are always nice but they don't happen. What do i do now? It's so tiring looking. I don't know how else to say it other than through music:

Boys Like Girls - Thunder

I tried to read between the lines
I tried to look in your eyes
I want a simple explanation
For what I'm feeling inside
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder...

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There's more but i'm too tired to continue...

"On Wings of Crimson Fire I Fly,

Straight into the Midnight Sky..."