Regret

I regret taking the time for them when I wasn't done fixing me.

I regret leading him on,

I regret telling her everything.

I regret letting him believe I could fix it,

I regret thinking I could.

I regret trying to fix it for her,

I regret making it worse for myself.

I regret leaving him the way I did,

and not walking away forever.

I regret fighting her,

when I knew neither of us would ever win.

I regret letting them both have the power to break me still,

even though I've finished breaking them.