unsaid

I replay memories of you in my head, good and bad. I remember your warm hands and my cheek and you're allowed to own a voice when I did something wrong. I think back to what I said and regret it and think that I should have said something better than what I said. I can't sleep at night thinking about what I said. maybe we could have worked it out? maybe we were toxic. and I want to add you on Snapchat again and say what I wanted to say so badly but at the same time I can't. so everything I wanted to say is just left unsaid.