Thursday, September 26, 2013

Dear Life,

Sorry for failing you now. I know I didn’t give the best I could for you, but what I did was something I thought was right. Indefinitely, I’ve been wrong all along. And no, I wouldn’t escape because it’s about time to face the consequences of my (in)actions. I should’ve known better. I should’ve thought more of the end than of what others would think. I shouldn’t have kept my cool. Instead, I should’ve yelled the fuck off my mouth because it would make us all better. But I never did.

It’s all regret now.