• One too many regrets,
    To count them all on my hand.
    All the times when I was so young,
    But they made me who I am.
    That rainy spring night up in the north,
    That took my mind and stole my reason.
    All those times laying on the bathroom floor,
    Just to keep my brain from oozing from my head.
    The bracelet that I stole from his hand,
    Burned my wrist and remains burning in this room.
    The summer where all the lines were blurred.
    And I had no limit, no conscience.
    Breaking hearts became a habit,
    Like the time he came running after me...
    For that one final kiss in front.
    "Love at first sight" is what he said to me.
    But I walked by him again and again.
    And my heart never sang.
    I had given my heart up,
    To the sea.
    Hoping that it would keep it,
    And never give it back to me.
    He swept me off my feet,
    Planned to marry me,
    But just like summer,
    He was soon gone.
    Finally, you broke my heart.
    I came to the door,
    And there you were.
    With your heart on your sleeve.
    And you had some nerve to kiss me.
    I was then left alone,
    On my sweet sixteen.
    Karma had finally caught up to me.