in a poem
in a blog post thats nearly a year old
in thoughts that dont want to leave
theyre regrets for falling too quickly
regrets for drifting to the bottom and confusedly stumbling around once there rather than crashing into the stone
regrets for saying too much
and regrets for saying just not enough.
theyre regrets for letting go
regrets for thinking i could hold on
regrets for not being ready to let go when ive been holding on far too long
and regrets for watching from afar.
i want, so badly, to re-immerse myself into the life i once lived but i cant
because the life i once lived is very quickly becoming the life im living
as time passes on, what will be becomes what is becomes what once was
all because time is arbitrary and dumb.
im sorry for telling you too much and letting go
i can only hope that you also feel so
but its hard when i know that you dont
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