You Ll Regret Losing Me Novels & Stories

She picked up a pen and wrote beneath it: Whoever refuses to let go of it. Before bed, she stood by the window again. Somewhere out there were people just like she once was dismissed, discarded, told their value had expired. She wished she could tell them one thing. Not that it would get better. Not that love would return. But this: If they regret losing you, make sure it’s because the world is better with you in it without their permission. Serena turned off the light. The story was finished but theimpact wasn’t.

I miss you. Come home. Instead, I swallow all of it and type: Have fun. Two words that taste like regret. I set the phone face-down on the table and stare at the blank TV screen, my reflection staring back at me outwardly calm, inwardly a mess. Because for the first time, I really feel it: If I don't figure this out us, her, everything I'm going to lose her. And I'm not sure I could stand that. I try to get on with my night, but my mind refuses to cooperate. No matter what I do, it keeps drifting back to her that red dress, her laugh through the phone, the distance I suddenly feel.

She laughed and hanged up I know it's crazy, but I lost it I break down in tears of regret "What did I do to myself"

Regret was the worst. Regret was sour and bitter, and it tasted so close to the truth I had to fight sinking into it. I want to undo this. To make it right. But I have no idea how. I don't seem to know how to open up to people without getting the door slammed in my face. I wanted to tell him everything, maybe if I'd been able to, we could have lived differently, maybe I'd be there with you now instead of here. Maybe... if I'd said, 'I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything,' maybe that would have made the impossible possible. Maybe, but I couldn't do it, I had buried too much too deeply inside me. And here I am, instead of there. And some part of me has never q

I have lost myself numerous times and never had many regrets; because it is nothing but destiny winning every inch of the war. Losing you was never my greatest fear but now, it is my second worst regret. The worst is losing you to an animal-faced monster, the worst person you ever wish to be with. Now I understand you would rather end up with a monster than any other human. Oh! My love, my dearest lover; had I known, I would have been better. Had I known?

"Is this like a Scylla and Charybdis thing? Love you or lose you?" "No, that's crazy talk. Do you really think I'd be dry-eyed right now if there was even a slight possibility that this was the last time we'd be together? I'd never cut you off," I assured her. "I just came here to tell you all of this 'cause if I didn't, then I'll always wonder if I could've done more..." I elaborated. "Because people regret saying words that should've remained unsaid, but by the same token, people also regret the words they should've said but never did." Hopefully, I was making sense and she didn't think I was speaking gibberish. "But no matter what, you won't lose me. Together until we're old and both gray

Tears gathered in my eyes as I stood in the middle of the hallway, alone and filled with regret. "Melek, please don't go," I murmured, feeling hope slowly fading. "I love you, and I'll do anything to fix this." But my words were lost in the air, and Melek disappeared from my sight. I stood there, feeling a deep emptiness in my chest, regretting the damage I had caused and the loss of my true love.

I warned, and he shook his head with a sigh. "When are you going to consider her?"he asked, and I scoffed. "I don't know,"I replied coldly. "It's better you do it now before it's too late,"I arch my eyebrows. "What do you…" "You don't know the worth of what you buy until you lose it," "It's such a pity that you believed the photo. I hope you don't regret at the end," Regret? "What are you saying? What do you mean?"I asked but he smiled instead.

Happy and Loved. And me? I am left with nothing but regret. Regret for betraying the only person who ever truly loved me as a friend. Regret for chasing after a man who never belonged to me. Regret for being so blind that I couldn’t see what I had until it was gone. If I had known she would end up in the arms of a billionaire who worships her, maybe just maybe I would have thought twice before ruining everything. Now, it is too late. I lost her. I lost everything.

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. Boston, USA Regret is a strong emotion, so strong that it has the capacity to keep you trapped in the past forever. When a bout of regret strikes you, it cripples you from within. Like creepy insects crawling under your skin. Your own brain paralyzes you into submission and you are stuck in an era bygone, stuck in the loop of “what could have been”. It was a cool evening and the setting sun was beautifying the sky as if it was a Van Gogh masterpiece. A blood red Maybach is cruising along a deserted stretch of the highway overlooking lush green countryside. An enigmatic sight, a beautiful mechanic beast cruising