Regret

A Story by Koiel

It is time like these that I sit and reminisce.

I am kept awake tonight. These thoughts trouble me. I wonder where you are, what you’re doing, if you’re thinking of me. Are we over? Are we still together? How am I to know?

I look over at the candle now, lighting the corner of my room, the small flame bouncing blissfully. It reminds me of our love, I think. The flame is capible if destroying everything I know and love, but... it just dances. I watch it flick and pop.

I go back and read our novels, you know. It is now that I realize I was wrong more than I was right, when arguing with you. I regret being mad over the simplest of inconveniences that came with our quarrels. I held grudges when I could have been holding you close.

Where are you, anyway?
Where are we?
Where do we stand?
How am I to know?

More of these troubling thoughts try to creep in my mind now, I’m feeling. It’s unnerving how easily they enter when you’ve gone.

I’ll wait as long as it takes - for you to come back and grant me my sanity again.

I wish I had appreciated your presence more than I did, dearest love....

Forgive me...
Write to me...