Dear Wasted Days, I’m sorry for not having taken the many opportunities you gave me to be happy, to enjoy the sun, to call a friend, to plant a flower.
Oh, Wasted Days, I’m sorry for not listening to your song, for closing my eyes to the light and my door to the soft, falling rain. I’m sorry for my haste, for not stopping to enjoy the beauty of the sunset.
Oh, Wasted Days, the parties I missed because I was too concerned thinking I looked fat, or because I didn’t have the right dress!
The trips I didn’t take, the foods I never tried, the books I did not read…
Regrets...
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