REGRETS

 When will the day come when I feel that everything is enough?

Why does my heart endlessly compare itself to others, seeking what it cannot have?

Why am I still the same, unchanged, as if trapped in the shadow of who I once was?

The ones I should have cherished stood before me, their love within reach, yet I chased those far beyond my grasp.

Why did I let it happen?

Now, all I have is the ache of loss, a storm of regret and anger that I cannot quiet.

If only time could rewind, I would choose you—only you—over everything else.

I’m sorry, my love.