Never regret anything, because at one time, it was what we wanted

Life could be but a brief moment, or a small wave of a whisper.

It is only a minute, or an hour, or a day unpassing to the next moment.

It is but a timeline that waits, till our breaths run short and our body expires.

I've been thinking about the words that she said, about what we try to do to let it go. How we cope with the unending misery that separates us entirely from what we used to be. The way we let ourselves wonder from the straight path, and become lost in another world entirely.

Time could be so brief.

And pain could make that brief moment seem so long.

It still hurts so bad.

I'm afraid that I could never let go.

You were still on my mind every second of the day.

Please, please, leave.