I don’t want you to be the girl who got away

I don’t want you to be the girl who got away
You wont be
Enough is enough
I cant go another day with these guilty hands
Furrowed brow
No more sweaty palms
My last day will not be lost to my cursed hindsight
On this day
My heart is with you
With that said the rest of me quickly follows suit
In your hands
And into your arms