regrets...
you try and play it off like it doesnt mean anything to you but you know that deep down inside you have a conscience. months after you think all is over and done, you still remember the voices and the things that were once said. you know you made a mistake. you know you should have been stronger. you know that you have hurt someone who didnt deserve to be hurt. you know that perhaps you hurt yourself the most in the end.
why must you have to see the end results of your actions? why must you still wonder how they are doing now? the seeds of doubt once planted will grow and multiply like many unwanted weeds.
promises were made and in the end, promises were easily broken. how can you claim to wanting to be righteous when you still continue to sin? maybe your exile has taught you nothing after all. maybe you are unable to change who and what you are. maybe you are destined to be alone. in the end saying that you are sorry only to yourself is the way a coward does things. you are really not as brave as you thought that you were. be a man and do the right thing if you dare.
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