it's almost two in the morning.

it is almost two in the morning and i can't sleep yet. i am left lying down on my bed, overwhelmed, completely eaten by my own thoughts. my heart pounds as the thoughts of things i wish i did not do, things i wish i did differently, things i wish i did right, flows through my mind, slowly yet steadily. i am left wondering how things would be right now if i took a second thought, how my life would be gazillion times better right now if i did things differently.

the times i wish i could rewind and fix the things i didn't do right...

it is almost two in the morning and regret is all that's left.