Once upon a time in love's story,
I messed up, chasing some glory.
Young and dumb, in a rush,
Made mistakes, turning things to hush.

Now, picture this, roles flipped around,
Like karma's whisper, without a sound.
Feeling bad for how I played my part,
Now it's hitting me in my own heart.

Back then, love was a garden, you see,
I...