Dear... Me
I regret a lot of things.
I wish i could turn back the hands of time; and go back to the time just before i met Him. But that's impossible.
I can not erase the past but have to live with it. It keeps eating me leaving me in despair.
Many times I hate myself; I feel repulsed by me but then I cannot run away from me.
I am what I am leave, it or take it