Regret.

If the smile in me turns into sadness,
If the stregth in me turns into weakness,
If I lost you because of my search of perfection,
If I lost the game because of my selfishness,
If the trust you had for me fades away,
If the weakness in me turns me into rugs,
Days and nights,
Dusk and downs,
365 days a year,
I will not regret for even a day,
Cause in this endless sea of problems i have,
Even if a rain drop , drop on my face,
I won't feel a thing,
I won't regret a thing because it has a reason.

Felix Menda
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