thoughts in a journal

as i walk through town i see what i should have, could have done if i was here at the moments it happened, feeling not sad nor guilty just full of regrets that i carry with me, how i was feeling and of course what was the outcome of the decisions i make or what i didn't take affects me. i know i shouldn't live with my regrets but i wasn't truly living my life how i wanted to or i didn't get to choose. in the end it all came back to me and i was the only one suffering because it was my choice to let it go on and slowly, slowly i began to suffer more.