Do you remember that day, when I bought that stuffed alligator? And I named him after you… back when I was in love with you…

I don’t regret those days.

I don’t regret crushing on you.

When I would see your face and have the tingles run down my spine.

I wouldn’t change a thing.

I don’t care that summer came, and ruined something that I thought we had.

I don’t hate those months when I was indecisive about my feelings towards you.

I don’t regret telling you how I felt.

And then being told that you don’t fell the same.

I don’t regret moving passed you,

Becoming completely over you…

Because in the end, all you were… was just a phase.