It was 11 pm and we met up at the rose garden. It was dark, quiet, and the perfect place to sit down and have a talk. We both had blankets wrapped around us and a cup of hot drink in our hands. On the bench, body side by side, and faced each other, we talked about our day. There was a few awkward pauses since we haven’t seen each other in a while and I could he missed hanging out with me. The poor thing looked so exhausted and sleepy. He needed sleep but couldn’t because of his architecture project. He couldn’t keep up with the conversation so he decided to just lay his head on my lap. I put my arms around him and stroked his soft hand. It was quiet and relaxing. Even though we weren’t really talking, I enjoyed this simple moment.
If only life was as easy as typing up something on the computer.
It would be so sweet to be able to go back into a conversation and edit the things you said. Imagine all of the arguments you could fix. Think about the countless hours upon hours upon hours of stress you could save from erasing the one thing you said to a loved one that made everything start going downhill.
But, unfortunately, as we all know too well…time does not stop. There is no pause/rewind button. You can’t always go back and edit the things you said. You can merely re-examine the situation and do things differently later on. The initial hurt remains. It’s unchanged. Everything continues. You can’t ever erase the past. You can merely cope with it and move on with your life.
That’s the only option there is.
What’s done, is done.
There are so many things I’d love the chance to redo. I’d be lying if I said I lived my life without regrets. The only thing I can do now is try to live my life to the best that I can.
It’s a little morbid, but when I think about those final moments I’ll have someday, the last thing I would want them to be filled with is regret.
You can’t redo things in life. So, pay attention ahead of time and do everything the best you can.
I think I need plastic surgery.