Smile

Why is it that

when I think of you

I can't help but feel upset,

but

when I see your face

I only remember the times you smiled at me

the way you smile for your camera?

everything was such a drama for you, and i fell into it anyway, knowing this.
I'm afraid that knowing something doesn't stop it from affecting you anyway. It doesn't even help.

"I had no regrets until I met you. Now my regrets could kill me."