You Made Me Regret Everything
You made me regret it all—
Every picture I liked,
Every careless comment,
Every tear that fell.
Regret lingers, even after healing.

I look back and see traces of you
woven through the threads of my life,
and it aches.

You have no idea how hard it is—
How impossible—
to erase everything
with a snap of my fingers.

Once, my poetry spilled
with words of love,
unconditional and pure.
Now, it's bitter—
drenched in regret,
ashamed of the self I used to be.

But maybe I've learned.
No one, not you or anyone,
will ever have me
the way you did.

But my words, once written for you,
are still mine.
They remain untouched,
and they are the one thing
you will never take from me.