Regretful Poems Novels & Stories

"Rick, don't listen to her nonsense! She's just trying to scare us. Remember how obsessed she was with you? Now, she's using threats to force you into staying with her. Don't fall for it! "Besides, she's never managed to get pregnant all these years. Who knows what's wrong with her body?" Patrick exhaled in relief, then frowned and glanced at Victoria. "Enough, don't bring that up to upset her..." The three of us froze at his words. Patrick remembered that I had always wanted a child. Even in my last life, the last thing I said to him was, "My only regret is not being able to give you a child before dying." Not only did he remember, but he had openly defended me in front of Victoria for the

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"

The one who wanted to own me, and who couldn't stand seeing me happy without him. The man I'd spoken to today wasn't that man. He was something else, and one I wasn't ready to name. The elevator doors opened. I stepped out into the lobby. "Regret," I whispered, the right word suddenly coming to me. Regret was far more dangerous than hatred. Hatred was easy to walk away from. I'd walked away from hatred a thousand times. But regret had a way of making you look back. I looked toward the elevators, toward the man I'd spent two years trying to forget, and I wondered if maybe, just maybe, forgetting him wasn't possible.

It was the opposite of everything I'd had as Luna. It was perfect. I sat on the edge of the bed, my single suitcase at my feet, and I finally let myself fall apart. The tears came without warning, wracking sobs that shook my entire body. I cried for five years of wasted love. I cried for the girl I'd been at twenty, so desperate for someone to love her that she'd ignored every red flag. I cried for Theo, for the confusion he'd face, for the mother who'd left him behind even though leaving was the only way to save them both.

Damien had never set foot out here. He said he wasn't interested in "all these flowers and weeds." Now, they had lost their meaning, too. I started working, one by one, uprooting the plants I had so carefully nurtured, the sharp snap of roots and the damp scent of earth filling the air. It was a funeral for a future that was now dead and buried. Each one represented a betrayed hope. When the last Stardust Bloom was in its box, I took out my phone and opened the calendar.

"Have you forgotten that you personally destroyed my mom's ashes? How dare you show up here? See that little headstone over there? That's for the three-month-old baby you abandoned because you listened to her!" My words made Marcus' face turn pale in an instant. He looked at Hannah, his eyes filled with regret. Hannah immediately went crazy. "Claire, stop talking nonsense! What does this have to do with me?" I did not look at her and only said coldly to Marcus, "Besides divorce, we have nothing left to talk about. And if I see you here again, don't blame me for being cruel." … A few days later, Marcus called me. "Claire, I agree to the divorce. I really regret not treasuring our relationship

“Jensen… sorry…” Her eyes were red as she raised her hand and slapped herself. “I am sorry… I regretted it for the past three years… please forgive me. Please look at me one more time…” I rolled down the window halfway and looked at her with a cold expression. “Chelsea, do you think it is appropriate to say this in front of my wife? Do not come near me and disgust me again. I do not want to see you. Do not insult the word regret. You do not deserve it.”

"Am sorry my son ,I just wanted the best for you but instead I ended up ruining everything , please find it in your tiny heart to forgive mom ok ,the chances of me being with you are so slim that I have lost all hope ,but somehow I feel you will never be alone. "I am full of regret as I talk to you now ,I have no idea when next I would have the chance to even hold you ,I shouldn't have returned ,we would have lived our best life in another country ,we would have become best of friends , now they are just mere fantasies . "Am really sorry my child ,I am so sorry ,I cried with the excess pain I felt in my heart ,I was filled with nothing but regret . "I hope you find it in your heart to forgiv

I wonder again and again how I could have been so blind, how I could hurt the only woman who has loved me with all her being. My nights are filled with nightmares and shattered dreams. I close my eyes and see Melek's face, I see how her gaze transforms into disillusionment and hopelessness. I torture myself with the memory of her tears, her words of pain and rejection. Every tear she has shed is a reminder of my failure as a man and a lover. I bitterly regret my actions, of abandoning her and denying her the happiness she deserved. Regret is like a fire burning within me, consuming any trace of tranquility. I wish I could turn back time, erase my mistakes, and do things right, but I know I c

It was late at night when death came to me in the shape of a wild truck, the screeching wheels, the bright lights, someone calling out for my name, the impact, the pain, the numb feeling when I was emptied from my blood… I looked at the black sky and sighed as I let out my last breath abandoning my useless struggle against the almighty power of fate, asking myself why I have even tried so hard for everything to come to an end like this… I regret not enjoying my life; I regret not making my dreams true, I regret working so hard for it all to become futile, I regret living alone for so long and not having a family of my own, I regret not asking that person on date, I regret not being able to s