Heartache and Hindsight

I wish I would have met you
at this point in my life, instead
of three years ago. Maybe now
I wouldn't ruin our chances
with my unhealthy tendencies
and maybe I wouldn't indulge
yours. I don't know if I'll ever
get the chance to begin again
with you. Some days there's
nothing more I can think of
and other days I am grateful
for the distance between us.
On all days, though, I regret
the hurt that we've caused
each other and wish I could
erase the poor decisions I
made that left us both
desolate and devastated.

© 2006 Amy E. Hall