damaged goods.

La Dispute say it better than I ever could.

she forced a smile, said, "boy, come kiss my mouth—i'll set you free. you know that hope you're holding to? it looks an awful lot like fear. now, you're so quick to fall on failure, and so quick to raise your voice, like, 'if i can't find a mistake to blame, we didn't have a choice.'
oh, but you had option.
i was your chance to feel complete, but when i leaned in close to you, you kissed your fear instead of me.
you had my hand in your hand,
you had my lip in your teeth,
you had my heart on your sleeve,
you had a chance to breathe.
but, boy, you wouldn't let your fear recede so i moved on.
and it's too late to change your mind now, you got scared, boy, and i got gone.
now you failed, and there's no way to turn back time.
you had your chance, boy, i tried."

But I just cant get over you.