i can't stop thinking of my hand on your thigh, our fingers tangled together. or how easy it would have been to kiss you right then and there where nobody would even know. the lights were dancing, voices were loud. but we were concealed in our own corner of the world, and i could have, i would have, i SHOULD have kissed you, but i didn't. and i can't stop thinking about the way you felt next to me and all the things i could have, would have, should have done to you.
it's always easy to imagine how something should have gone- what you should have said, or done. but i think sometimes we're all too hard on ourselves-- hindsight can be deceptive.
ReplyDeletebut if there is one thing you can take from regret, it's this- next time, you will do what your heart urges, and damn the consequences. and believe me, no matter how it turns out, there is always, always magic in the memories of times like that.