Do you want to take a leap of faith? Or become an old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone?
I'm leaping, because when I fall, its just a matter of picking myself up. As I recall it, regret lasts many lengths longer. Oh I remember the feeling alright, it eats at you every time you think about it. So I'd much rather crash and burn. I'm sure I could get myself back up. I hope.
Still, better than having to say you were the one that got away. Yea?
Fuck, what am I doing?
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