Do you remember that day, when I bought that stuffed alligator? And I named him after you… back when I was in love with you…
I don’t regret those days.
I don’t regret crushing on you.
When I would see your face and have the tingles run down my spine.
I wouldn’t change a thing.
I don’t care that summer came, and ruined something that I thought we had.
I don’t hate those months when I was indecisive about my feelings towards you.
I don’t regret telling you how I felt.
And then being told that you don’t fell the same.
I don’t regret moving passed you,
Becoming completely over you…
Because in the end, all you were… was just a phase.