naivety and love don't go together from the start

I was in the blue horizon, between heaven and earth (The Lovely Bones)

Paris is awaiting me tomorrow, unfortunately you aren't. You dropped off a cloud floating by last week. It happens you fell before me, biting your lips with a beautiful smile, but now you're gone. My memory still holds on to you though, as if I had known how lovely you are all my life.

I already regret the things I didn't do. Whatever I do, I always seem to regret. I need to empty my thoughts, so that you can get out of my head. And I'm hardly sure forgetting you is the perfect choice - needless to say there isn't a perfect choice.