They said be careful, because fame could change a person.
But why would I listen?
I was young, stupid, and on my way to the top.

Oh, god, did I love him.
Thinking back, maybe I should have realized it was too good to be true.

As he left I could feel my heart go with him.
I didn't even noticed I was on my knees until I felt the tears dripping onto my jeans.
Is this what regret felt like? Why did I have to say those words? It hurt even more now than it did before.