You'll Regret Losing Me Quotes Novels & Stories

"I have read somewhere, ‘Don't be afraid of losing people. Be afraid of losing yourself by trying to please everyone.’ In order to please you I forgot to love myself. You were always my first priority. I love you with all my heart just to get betrayed by you like this.” I was about to fall down but before Jared could touch me I stabilised myself. “I regret loving you. I regret wasting four years of my life on you. I regret neglecting your actions and your wrongdoings. I should have left that day when I came to know that you had been cheating on me. But I choose to give you a chance to repent your mistake but you don't deserve a chance. You are not worthy of my love. I reject……”

"I've seen firsthand what loss does to a person, Alex. I don't want that to happen to me." Alex swallowed audibly. "It won't." "Stop saying that! It could—" "And what if it does?" He snapped, rising to his feet as he began to pace in front of me. "Even Shakespeare said it is better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all." I blinked, torn between laughing and crying. "You did not just quote Shakespeare to me right now." He pursed his lips. My heart raced in my chest, beating a fast rhythm. Fear. Hope. "And what does that even mean? That there's a huge chance this could go south?" Then I hastily added, "If I decide to give it a try."

How do I go out there and tell them that the birthday was a mistake? Everyone is having the best time and enjoying themselves, so how do I even think of breaking the news to them? How do I tell them all to leave, that it was never her birthday and that I made a mistake? Fuck. I'd look like a fool to everyone out there. Carlos wouldn’t stop mocking me until the next leap year.

Don't worry; we will see to it, and you will definitely regret this act of yours, but then it might be too late. Before I could drop the last word, he had already zoomed off and was out of sight.

"Say it or you'll regret it!" ***

At the weekend you'll come visit me, or maybe I'll come and see you. I interrupted him. "...-And where? Asia? Australia?... That wouldn't work at all, Jayden!' "But I love you! I don't want to give up on you! ...I can stay with you..." "If you stay, you'll eventually regret not having done it!" The tears didn't stop, but at least my voice held up. »If I go, I will regret doing it, because you would be the greatest loss! I can't live without you!” His voice trembled, sounding like I was feeling broken and broken.

You'll regret it when you're 80," he kept telling me. -Wasn't it at 50? -I questioned. -You'll regret it at 20, at 30, at 40, at 50 and you'll regret it all your life, Camila Clear. Just watch what I say. I got sad. I knew I would regret it. Just then a text message arrived on my cell phone, I checked it half-heartedly and stood stunned in the same place. It was a message from a number I didn't know: Unknown:

She… she really did it. With a flare of fury, I hurled my copy of the certificate into the trash. “Scarlett Taylor!” I roared, my voice shaking with rage. “Let’s see how long you can play it tough. You will regret this. I swear it.” Without even turning her head, she replied: “The only thing I regret in my life… was marrying you.” She flagged down a cab, got in, and disappeared without a single glance back. Cold. Sharp. Final.

"And now, haven't you lose me now?" "We can always make things right again. Please, just give me one more chance to make you the happiest person you've always dreamt of. I am okay even if we don't have sex. Just one more chance. I regretted everything, I have always been living in regret also. I was happy I saw you the other day. I was happy I can finally make things right even though I can't give back what you have lost." "You regretted but you couldn't search for me. Instead, you ran off to the states, you –"

Regret was a useless emotion. I knew that better than anyone. Regret changed nothing. It didn’t rewrite history. It didn’t fix damage. But standing there alone in the dim light of my office, I realized something terrifying. For the first time in years… I regretted something deeply. Not a business decision. Not a failed negotiation. Not an investment. Ciara. Losing her. Hurting her. And possibly losing seven years with my own son because I was too blind to see the truth back then.