A/N: Where did summer go? Well anyway…I'm feeling rather sad about summer already being over and the mess my life is in.

Should've kissed you there

I should've held your face

I should've watched those eyes

Instead of run in place

I should've called you out

I should've said your name

I should've turned around

I should've looked again

It was right there on the tip of my tongue…I should've told him. And now he's gone, what the hell held me back? He was everything I could and ever need and want.

But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

As you turn, you take your heart and walk away

I wrote him off too soon. He's perfect. My head clouded what my heart was telling me. It's over now.

Should've held my ground

I could've been redeemed

For every second chance

That changed its mind on me

I should've spoken up

I should've proudly claimed

That oh my head's to blame

For all my heart's mistakes

Everyday my past haunts me. I'm broken more than he ever could be. Not only do I have the scars to prove myself but my heart is bruised and banged up too.

But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

As you turn, you take your heart and walk away

And it's you, and it's you

And it's you, and it's you

And it's falling down, as you walk away

And it's on me now, as you go

I made a huge mess of what could have been a perfect ending. What am I thinking? He'd never love me. I'm a plain Jane: brown hair and blue eyes. Not some gorgeous, blonde dancer that he'll probably end up with or is already with or been with.

But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

As you turn, you take your heart and walk away

And it's falling down, as you walk away

And it's on me now, as you go

But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

I 'm staring at the mess I made

As you turn, you take your heart and walk away

But my dreams and fantasies of being with him forever will never happen. I'm broken inside. I'm so tired of handing my heart over to someone and having them smash it to a thousand tiny shards. I've gone and made a right mess of my life…not the way the hopeless romantic wanted to end up.