Lights and sounds.
I reread something Kat replied to me a while ago, and the more I think about it, the more she is right. (When are you wrong, Kat? I haven't had too much experience with you being wrong. Dang it.)
Regret is wishing that something could have turned out differently. It's not missing something you had...it's missing that it should have been different...better.
What a concept.
I regret so many things. I regret that so many friendships have been lost, so many mistakes made, so many nights I've stayed awake just staring into oblivion wishing I and everything I've done could be different.
And what's the point? To worry myself to death, only to wake up exhausted in the morning no further in my life's purpose than when I had reluctantly fell asleep?
People change, as heartbreaking as it is. Friends leave. Friends turn enemies. Lovers become haters. Regret won't change any of that.
Life will go on, with or without your regrets.
♥
Regret is wishing that something could have turned out differently. It's not missing something you had...it's missing that it should have been different...better.
What a concept.
I regret so many things. I regret that so many friendships have been lost, so many mistakes made, so many nights I've stayed awake just staring into oblivion wishing I and everything I've done could be different.
And what's the point? To worry myself to death, only to wake up exhausted in the morning no further in my life's purpose than when I had reluctantly fell asleep?
People change, as heartbreaking as it is. Friends leave. Friends turn enemies. Lovers become haters. Regret won't change any of that.
Life will go on, with or without your regrets.
♥