I regret the day I started to like you
It was 3 years ago
’07 to be exact but the memories never fade
There’s been lots of days that I’ve forgotten all about you
And about what you used to do (and perhaps do still)
And how you made me feel
But sometimes when I’m feeling blue
I open my journals and start remembering
Remembering all those crazy emotions of a crush, madness, anger, sadness, worry, embarrassment, and maybe a bit of insanity
That was all started because of you
It makes me remember all the times
I cried because I could never get over you
It made me hate myself for feeling that way
Now it’s 3 years later and I trust myself
To never again be so head-over-heels for anyone, especially you
But thinking about you makes me wonder how are you now?
What has your life become of lately since I’ve last seen you?
I regret knowing you but at the same time
I wonder do you regret knowing me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For the same reasons I regret a love, but I don't regret this pome I love it. I remember a lot of things too and I find it hard to believe if some of those people think about me as I still sometimes think about them.