Now, what did you go and do that for? Sad songs put a smile on my face, I can sing along so well. They tell me that good things come to those who wait. But, what if I’m done waiting? What if I’ve given up, will they still come around? Have they been following me all my life, waiting for the perfect moment to jump out and surprise me? They’re there in the shadows. Maybe they are a shadow, my own shadow. That dark silhouette outlines everything that’s missing in life. We only notice them when we’re alone, and everything is suddenly interesting. Perhaps that spot is pre-assigned for someone. Someone who will come along and fill the dark, along with every other void. It might be harder for some. They fill up that space with regrets, which crowd people out. And it’s tricky, because a regret could take on any shape or form. My only regret is that I wasn’t the writer I am now. I failed to show you what you now see on your own. I just hope that you don’t become complacent, that you don’t give in. Let your regrets live on, and live with them. That’s the only way you will ever know what you truly deserve.