if i could write a song too
no one can find the rewind button, girl
so cradle your head in your hands.. and breathe.
i have my fair share of regrets.. and i snuggle in between the lines of an anna nalick song for salvation. i need to be awakened. it feels as if my chest is held on a tight clutch and it's hard to breathe everytime. it's when i think about the the hurt i've inflicted, a wrong judgment i made, i chance i wasted and an opportunity i missed. a greater part of the risks i took were stupid, not liberating. other times i just didn't do anything at all. some mistakes seem so familiar. these things may always be a part of life, but i could have made it better. maybe i didn't care enough. i don't want to feel sorry for myself. as i come to think of it, regret, in it's negativity, may have something to offer. to learn from all regrets is the greatest consolation. to live life without regrets is just an ideal. wishing to turn back time would be the most futile thing to do.