I regret. I regret everything. I regret feeling all happy because of you, I regret telling people about you and about us, I regret expecting more from you, I regret depending my happiness, moods, emotions on you, I regret praising you to my grandmother, I regret talking about you to my friends, I regret telling everyone that I love you, I regret to ever give myself in to your foolish game.
And now who looks like a fool? Me.
Though everything I regret, there's one thing that I don't. And that is not telling you about how I really feel for you. That I didn't tell that I love you, that I adore every single thing about you.
Thank goodness I didn't. Cause I'd be a bigger fool if I did.
