Tuesday, September 30, 2008 , 12:13 PM Y
Waiting For You..
Regret was the one thing I promised never to do after I saw my mother breaking down and crying. It hurts too much that you know what you should have done and wouldn't do. And the future doesn't seems so bright as you get caught by the past, asking yourself why you didn't do it.
Though it aches my heart to say I regret not telling him 'bout my feelings. Regret not convincing him that I really like him. I know it is a chance I gave away and might never redeem. And I keep thinking if I had done just that will things turn out differently?
Can I turn back time say sorry for the many sadness I brought my mother? Or stop my parents from fighting over and over again till their screams echoed in my ears every night. Should I have not told my best friend to take a chance with the guy I've liked for six years for my own selfish needs?
Now regret is the only thing I can think of as I pushed him away. Scared that I might cry myslf to sleep every night we were apart like I used too. And only the oblivion welcoming me, protecting me from my own nightmares.
But I can't say I love him. Cause what those a sixteen year old girl knows about love?
