Remorse, Regret, and Those Things I Cannot Forget

Why did you have to tell me about the Korean New Year?

I used to worry that I would never make it past 16,
It seemed impossible.
Surely I would stress my heart till it burst,
And I would perish with it-
But now I am older,
And perhaps not wiser.
I worry that I will make it to 80,
And have been too afraid to build a family for myself.
And I will never see my brown eyes in
Someone else's lit up smile,
Or curls like my own bouncing from someone
Else's young head.