Twice

I wouldn't say I loved you.

I wouldn't't say say I didn't.

I wouldn't wish you in hell.

I wouldn't say you're heaven-sent.

I wouldn't admit to anything.

And if I had to, I'd lie;

I actually did a couple instances;

and then you ask why.

Yet here I am thanking you

for at least letting me see

everything that ever was

and everything that could ever be.

I wouldn't say I regret it.

I wouldn't say I'm wise.

You broke my heart

and I let you do it twice.