Regrets Collect Like Old Friends Novels & Stories

“I was twenty-two. You had to be kept in line by someone. His laugh softened. “You always did.” There was a kind of a silence between us. The room was full of memories, of the time when we were more than mates, when we were friends and we were not connected by resentment. Of afternoons in the garden, conversations about the future we never thought would be like this. “Do you ever think about it?” I asked quietly. “About what?” “About what we were. What we could have been.” Kol leaned back, studying me. His eyes, sharp as ever, searched mine. “Sometimes. But regret doesn’t change the past, Agatha. It only poisons the present.”

I was stop to what she said, honestly, even we are now good as friends and we do some bondings it got into my mind that we will go back together as lovers, "It is just a dream grandma, we are already good as friends and I want to keep it that way, by that she will never be gone from me.." "You cant tell time dear, we can never tell what will happen next, I always see in her eyes the sadness, and I can always see in your eyes the regret.." "I dont know, maybe the regret of losing someone special to me, she is always special person to me and I got scared when she left...so now that I have a chance to be with her even as friends, that is way more enough for me" "I believe in you dear but always

Adrian stared at his glass. “I hate that it took losing everything for me to learn.” Leonard leaned forward. “We all thought we were untouchable. Women on the side. Lies wrapped in charm. And now look at us.” Three men. Older, wiser and most importantly, scarred. “I regret it,” Adrian said softly. “Every single reckless decision.” “Same,” Jakes added. Leonard nodded. “Same.” They drank again. Not to forget, but to remember. And for the first time in a long while, none of them felt alone in their regrets.

I use that to propel me forward. Those voices of yours are drowned out by the loud thumps of my beating heart, the thumps that are my own cheerleading squad telling me just to try. Just. Try. Just Try. And I know myself now just as I am knowing more about you, is that what I don't want to feel, more than you in my head and my heart, is Regret. Fear, you come and go. But Regret, well, Regret stays forever. And Regret is the most unwelcome guest because, in most cases, I can prevent Regret from coming into my home.

He did not dare stick around any longer and quickly ran off. I looked at Hannah, and a strange thought suddenly crossed my mind. Did she really have severe depression? Jason and I got back in the car, and the atmosphere became unusually quiet. Just before we reached Aunt Jane's house, Jason broke the silence. "Claire, it seems like you really don't remember me." He sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness. Looking at my confused expression, he pulled out an old photograph. My memory suddenly came flooding back. I used to have a childhood friend named Jace Mitchell. His mother was often cruel to him, making his childhood particularly miserable. My parents, feeling sorry for him, would help

[ IN WHICH SHE IS FOOLISH OR MIGHT HAVE COMPLETELY LOST HER MIND ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V — If my hours spent with Jacqueline has taught me one thing, it is that — 'do not live your life with regrets'. Regrets eat you up, slowly. They devour you. They diminish you and shatter your whole being. So, I promise to live without regrets. Honestly, Jacqueline's situation isn't so different from mine. With each decision I make, I feel like I am self-destructing, leading myself closer and closer to my death.

"If you must know the truth, I was just looking over some old medical files from my time at the clinic seven years ago, and seeing those old documents brought back a lot of painful memories regarding the baby I lost before Derek took everything else from me." ​"I am sorry that you had to go through that loss alone while that thief was using your family name to build his business, Emma, and I want you to know that I do not intend to let him keep a single asset by the time we return to Manhattan," Nathan murmured, his deep voice softening significantly as he reached across the leather cushions to place his hand over mine, his thumb gently brushing against the back of my wrist in that slow, com

“Revenge? For what? It’s pretty clear you’re the one who messed up, Alex. If anything, you should be trying to get closer to her and make things right, not push her further away. What kind of revenge are you even talking about?” Alex hesitated, then said, “I thought she moved on. She had a kid with someone else, and she’s been going on dates. I guess… jealousy got the better of me.” Greg let out a long, exasperated sigh. “Your ego is going to destroy you if you don’t learn to control it. Not every thought that pops into your head is a good one, Alex. So, what changed your mind? Why the sudden regret?” “I saw her son today,” Alex said quietly.

He turned his back on her once again, completely ignoring her existence and leaving her to scream in frustration alone inside the silent office. Deep within his heart, Mike knew that he had become trapped in an endless labyrinth of regret. His thoughts remained entirely fixated on Elara's name, mourning the departure of the woman he now realized had taken every piece of his soul with her.

I use that to propel me forward. Those voices of yours are drowned out by the loud thumps of my beating heart, the thumps that are my own cheerleading squad telling me just to try. Just. Try. Just Try. And I know myself now just as I am knowing more about you, is that what I don't want to feel, more than you in my head and my heart, is Regret. Fear, you come and go. But Regret, well, Regret stays forever. And Regret is the most unwelcome guest because, in most cases, I can prevent Regret from coming into my home.