It is thoughts and expectations
which bring us pain

In life, we return
to that which hurts us

Whatever makes us sad
we will not forget

I can’t stop thinking
I can’t stop over thinking

Regrets are moments that
remind us how we got to be where we are

I cannot forget the faces
of the people who I’ve hurt

And if I am sad,
what are they feeling right now?

Do they think about me
like I think about them?

Do they spend their nights
returning to suffering?

Do you relive the worst fears
and memories you have like I do?

Or do we suffer because
we cannot return to the good parts?

There were good parts,
but those I am quicker to forget.