Regret Hurts

Regret, how it hurts. Doesn’t matter how many times I wish you were back, you’ll never come back. You’re gone, and went in the worst way there was in my opinion. I cried and I sobbed when I heard the news, we all did. We had a chance to know, a chance to save you. But we were too oblivious to the letter before it’s too late. They were awful, vile creatures from the woodworks, And all I can do is pray that they get their karma. I said horrible things, In a moment of apprehension, From what my mother went through as a child. But I should’ve never blamed you, You were just a child yourself. I had so many things to say, So many times to say “I love you” But I’m too late. Now all I can is sit and talk to your headstone, Wishing I said everything before I was too late.