Whispers of Regret

In the quiet depths of solitude, I often find myself drifting back to the moments when happiness was within reach, and yet I let it slip away like sand through my hand. My selfishness and ignorance failed to recognize the depth of the love of a woman who embraced the entirety of my being. In my personal desires, I neglected the sacred bond we shared, slowly eroding the foundation of trust and understanding we had built over time.