I regret suppressing how I truly felt

About you at the moment,

Reassuring myself

That the universe will subliminally

Determine our fate together.

I regret not holding you longer

When you would confess your perspicuous emotions,

As if we would host sessions

And you could confide in me

To listen to everything that went wrong in your days

And share my opinions.

I don’t regret

Getting to know your emotional side--

That makes you who you are;

The reason I would spontaneously stop

At a red light and make you drive--

Our every reason to feel alive

Just to wake you up

And prove how young our nights can be,

Regardless of a sunrise.