Regret

I regret not running to you

Yet I regret running to you then but

Now it's behind me

I think of how we talk

Of how we laugh, then 

I pick apart every word

It feels like you're too afraid 

Like you don't want to push the boundaries 

That I wanted you to 

I still lay awake 

Thinking of your face,

Thinking of you

It feels like we both know something 

And we both know it didn't work, I still 

Feel so connected to you regardless 

I regret not trying harder to fix it

But in the end I've moved on and I 

Don't want the second chance I'd once begged you for 

And yet I fear this is just another poem

Another collection of words that are strung into incoherent sentences 

Carrying the weight of my mind

Holding my thoughts for everyone to see

I regret writing this.