It spills over the edge like water from a river slowly but surly making its way to a waterfall. With every drop of water you're forced into a comatose & your thoughts are printed bright and boldly right in front of you:
"regret"
it burns into your eyes and no matter where you try to focus your attention on the words are shoved into your vision.All the sudden you're watching yourself, you scream and outstretch your arm as if you can help the inevitable. Tears roll down your face as you watch yourself fall for lie after lie. You see the "past you" slip into a sort of unconscious behavior. It's like you are standing with your back to a current and the "present you" knows your about to be swept under but there is absolutely nothing you can do. Absolutely nothing.
"regret"
The word flashes bright again. You try to believe "no regrets, live passionately and never look back" but then you take time to analyze your current and past hurts and your very existence is a rebuttal to that theory. The water has swept you under and there is no use fighting it anymore. The "past you" is hurting and soon the "past you" and the "present you" morph into one- You look back & the drops of water fling over the edge & the waterfall runs into a stream- the current hurts but there is peace after the swells you've been stuck in, but as you look back
"regret"
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