Regret
I Look back
on that night
with so much regret.
The words
flew
so fast...
blinding us,
confusing us.
You said this,
I said that.
You know,
we
could've been...
If it wasn't for me.
I look back
on that night,
thinking of
What I should've
What I could've
done,
What I should've
What I could've
said.
And then,
I stop.
I Stop,
and think.
I don't need this.
I don't need him.
I don't need this
regret.
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I think your poety\ry is pretty good.^^
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