Quotes About Regret

...I committed a sin the day I refused you - I discovered metal inside me where my heart should be - forgive me, Love, for acting on principles...

In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, I know. He'd have loved it, all right.

Losing your love hurts more than playing with fire.

I cared her, I adored her, I loved her a lot, But in the End it didn't matter at all..!!

Because I love you. And I hurt you. I hurt the person I love most in the world, and i will never forgive myself.

Robbers*sometimes your words rob you of your thoughtsand leave you destituteand sadwill they weep for you i wonder_____________________________rassool jibraeel snyman (c) 2015"The Poetic Assassin

Act with though awareness and love in the present moment then you will never need to worry about the thought of regret.

But the finger I pointed at her turned back to me. I had loved her. Not only had I loved her, I had chosen her.

I watched as she, with a half-life-worth of anger and resolve, flickered into this dark night and tried with all her might to get back what was taken from her.

Dastien ran his fingertips along my jawline "Je suis desole, mon amour.

Nothing on earth hurts my soul deeper than her.

I would have stayed a hundred times and I would have left one time only - still, I left.

Love me like a wrong turn on a bad roadlate at night.

I wouldn't go back in time to erase you... No. I'd go back just to feel you twice. Then I'd press replay - again and again.

There are days when I want to dip my soul in memories and just soak. Then there are others where I'm praying they'll be washed away.

In case you didn't know... You are her. The one he let get away.

Each day we kill a compulsive love with our impulsive actions.

She wished she liked him more.She wished she loved him less.

Think about the people you love, appreciate, and admire… If today was the last day you could speak with them… What would you say… and what are you waiting for?

She died without us by her side, and now, we are left with the scars. In time, perhaps they will fade, but for now, they're still hauntingly there reminding us of the loss and pain.

Once upon a time, I wish I had sneezed. The end.

I seem to be torn between 'I wish we'd met earlier' and 'I wish we'd never met'.

At last I found love in literature, songs, movies except my Life. Should i thank myself for discovering the feeling or should I lament that it was never part of my life?

The Ones You Forgot To Grab Their Contact Info, Were the Worthy Ones of your time and life