I lay extremely still, in the shivering cold, you're running through my mind a billion times a second, not once, have you stopped. The flashbacks hit me like a truck... It's 2 am and all I'm thinking about is you, you, you.
"Forget about him" My mind whispers through my scary thoughts as I flashback to the memories you left behind as a permanent scar.
The chances I didn't take, I regret all of it and the guilt creeps through my head one last time.
At 3 am, I finally fall fast asleep, hugging my pillow tightly, remembering what it was like, to hug you for the last time.
((I will continue this story everyday, if I get time, just remember I'm writing for fun, not anything personal or anything! And this is my first book so please don't bag it aha))
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x Regret x
Random•we accept the love, we think we deserve and in the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take•
