The windows are faded now

As I watch out them wondering.

Looking into what was,

What could’ve been.

Life is passing by somehow,

And I’m still here waiting.

Never moving forward.

Never moving again.

The rain falls,

And waiting I still am.

Calling out,

Lost and alone still.

Is this how regret feels?

I feel it all the time.

It’s all I have:

Regrets.

Regretting.

Regrets feeling my soul.

Regretting even this letter now…

C.A.M.