iRegret.net

I regret not kissing you when I had the chance to.  My favorite form of masochism is to replay that night over and over again in my head with an infinite number of variables.  It frightened me that I would have followed you anywhere.  I regret being afraid of you.  I regret making you afraid of me.  I’m sorry.  I never meant to scare you.  It’s unfortunate that you cannot accept my apologies.  Because I still miss you years later.  I regret not giving you the space you needed and for being selfish in my absorbtion in my own feelings and desires.  Most of all, I regret not being the woman you want to spend your life with.