Thrill

My mind wanders to the many different eyes it would have been
And snap on one that very much should have happened.

But i keep my eyes closed and my mouth open.
Don't think so much i reprimand myself,

You'll destroy yourself in the process
But i really cant help it. 

I wonder as my thoughts think about the what ifs and should haves if they really did happen.
But maybe i'm a dreamer and i chose the wrong answer.

And i'll never know what would have happened if only i'd kissed him.
I should have kissed him..

I wish i was more reckless and yet said no when i wanted,
I've tried to rewind the clock but only have managed to pause it.

I'm stuck on the thought of the thrill of a different life
Or maybe just the idea that revolves around it.

m.a.a