I watched you crash like waves upon me. 
My eyes were burning, I could barely see. 
You said that you weren't ready for something, 
I guess you weren't ready for me.

I don't think I hate you, but I know I want to.

Remember the things you said, 
because you can't regret the things that you forget. 
I screamed all the way home, 
the impression you left was far from gone. 
I hope you regret this.