Love
doesn't know who I am
nor knows who you are
Mutual it is
words uttered beyond thinking
actions done beyond imagining

Regret
comes after the words uttered
or after the actions done
Irrevocable it is
one can never fix
one can never repair
for everything's broken

Hurt
comes with Love and Regret
you can never love truly
if it doesn't hurt
same as regrets are not regrets
if there's no hurts' presence

But
if these three weren't felt
then
Happiness
can't be attained

It's like
connecting the dots
You sometimes follow
the wrong direction
Yet, in the end
you'll be right there
at the right destination

Do you have a scar -
so big that you cannot hide?
Do you have a mole -
as black as devil's pride?
A memory created
by that scar can never be erased.
Same as the identity
that mole have become can never be remade.