Regrets

Most of what I write is shit.
Most of what I say is unheard.
Most of what I think is lost.

Everything I have said, written, or thought about you had sustance. It had meaning. It was full of love, compassion, interest, and breathless lust.

"As I drown in my regrets, I can't take back the words I never said.
Fear is such a weak emotion. Sometimes I feel like the only safe person to tell my thoughts to."

I'm so glad that I told you.