Heartbreak could be lived with if it weren’t accompanied by regret.
There are so many things that I want so badly to tell you but I just can’t.
I do have a reason for my insanity. I fear regret.
I lost my moral compass and I have done terrible things that I very much regret.
Sometimes people get angry and do things they shouldn’t. Things they regret.
How I wish you could have known me in my strength.
Were it not better to forget than to remember and regret?