A Thing
I'm not in the best mood right now, so..... yeah...
I feel regret.
I feel it a lot.
RIght now.
I regret a lot of things.
To me, too many.
Why did I do that?
Why did I push it?
Why do I still do this?
Why didn't I let t go?
If only I had forgotten....
If only I didn't push the matter....
If only I could change it.
If only I could take t back.
Everyday.
Regret.
No way to shape it into words.
No way to take it back.
How do you stop regret?
You can't.
It won't go away.
It won't end.
I think too much, talk too much, act too much. I play too much.
I'm generally unlikeable.
Some would say utterly hateable.
I'm alone.
Very, very, alone.
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