So... Do you even realize what you've done? Gone and messed it all up and ripped it asunder. And you didn't even stop to think, didn't stop until it was too late. And now you think to just waltz back in, like all of those things didn't matter... Those things you said... Its all well and good to be sorry, love, but that's not a whole lot of comfort. Want to take it all back now, do you? Well, love, you know what they say about going back...