I've been thinking a lot
And I needed to tell you,
I love you.
I'm scared I don't tell you enough,
That it won't be the last words you hear.
I take so much for granted,
I take life for granted,
I give the benefit of the doubt
to people who don't deserve it.
I regret every time, every single time,
That I have been upset with you.
I regret being somewhat nice
When I should have been a prick.
You don't deserve this.
I love you.
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