blame it on me

she thought I turned him down. No, it's not it.. He turned me down.. And she keep on telling me he's a good person.. and it makes this even worse.. wanting him to be wanting me and the fact that he doesn't think that way at all, it's getting worse. I never stop praying.. No, I never did. I guess so.

please blame myself for that I waste my own time reminiscing. and the dream, of the past that I still carry on today, please just blame me. for not letting it go.