No Regrets, though

while it's here.

No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason.

~William Shakespeare

I wrote a 496 word letter to myself

trying to explain what went wrong.

Trying to understand my mistake,

Trying to point out yours.

All effort went in vain

All ink, spilled.

All words, meaningless.

But all the while

As the clock ticked in

The 1 hour 26 minutes

I spent,

All that I could comprehend was

Maybe it was meant to be.

Maybe it wasn’t meant to be after all.

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