I will not live my life in regret, I vow
but somehow
it's easier said than done.
I regret being too shy
and I regret my fear of affection
I regret the ones I let go due to
my avoidance of the risk of rejection
I regret being too loud sometimes,
and that drink that was one past my limit,
I regret the times I wasted high,
and the dreams I wasted drunk
I regret kissing that boy,
and most of all,
I regret not approaching the other one
I regret
broken promises and broken hearts
buried relationships and stolen time
moments that lasted too long and others that were much too short
ruined memories and buried fantasies

What do you do when you look back
and you see the way your life could have been
and the only one you have to blame for messing it up is you?