I Want To Be Your Regret

I want to be that mistake you made.
As you bite your lip.
As you sigh.
As you twirl your hair.

I want to haunt you.
Remain in your head when you close your eyes.
Even as he fucks you.

I want to be that lingering smell.
Of cologne and cigarettes.
Slowly fading away as you wear my shirt at night.

I want to be that regret.
That makes you wish you could travel in time.
Before those words came tumbling out of your mouth.

I want to be that hole you dug yourself.
The should've.
Wouldn've.
The probably had to, but wish you didn't.

I'll be the confusion in your life.
The light you look for in anothers eyes.
The crumpled letter you still flatten and read.
After a long night at the club.
Makeup running in that pretty dress of yours.

I want to the craving after a solo bottle of wine.
The cause of that trembling hand as you reach for the phone.
The cause of that stammering voice.
"I need you"

Finally, maybe i'll be that knock on your door.
In the pouring rain I step inside.
And quickly we shed our clothes.
Come morning, i'm gone.
Come morning, you need me.

I want to be your regret.