I see you have come to visit again.
We used to spend day and night together,
Yes, I remember those times.
I was young and you were bitter.
This time your visits are shorter,
Maybe it’s in the weather?
Maybe it’s you-
You’ve changed for the better.
Disappointment, grief and heartache have come along too.
That’s fine- let them in.
We can all gather round and have some tea.
I’m so much braver now you see.
Let me tell you straight to your face, Regret.
I no longer fret.
I have lived.
I live still, not holding my breath.
You may taint my memories, a little.
You may mist my eyes, a little.
But this time, you don’t have me.
I guess I have you, this time, Regret.
It’s a fact you best not forget.
I have you, regret.