Run away

I want back the last 3 years of my life.
I want back the message I sent you
I want back the invitation I extended
I want back the kiss I gave you
I want back the hand you held
I want back the words I wasted explaining things to you
I want back the pain I caused
I want back the security I gave you
I want back the million times a day you appear in my thoughts
I want back all the miles I run angry at you.

I'll take the pain
I'll take the loneliness

What I cannot take is the confusion,
the waiting, the regret,

or the idea of replacing you.