In the silence of the night, the moonlight shines through the windows on the ground, creating a silvery white light and shadow. I sat on the edge of the bed with my hands on my knees, immersed in my own world. Everything around seemed so far away, only the regret in my heart lingered.
Thinking back to those moments I missed, my heart is filled with endless regret. Those good times seem like just yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, they are no longer human. I once wandered at a certain intersection, hesitating; I gave everything for someone important, only to be disappointed. These regrets pierced my heart like a sharp knife cut.
I chose to remain silent. I didn't want anyone to see my weakness, much less to hear those inconsequential comforts. I'd rather suffer this pain silently alone than show the slightest vulnerability in front of others. I hid my sadness with a smile and replaced my choked cry with silence.
No matter how hard I tried to hide it, the regret in my heart always followed. It whispered softly in my ear, reminding me of my past mistakes and mistakes. It made me toss and turn in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. It made me feel lonely and helpless in the crowd, as if isolated from the world.
However, I also understand that there are no ifs in life, only results. I can't change the facts of the past, but I can learn from them and make myself more mature and stronger. I have to learn to accept my regrets and use them as motivation to move forward. I have to tell myself: even if life is full of regrets, I have to hold on to hope and move forward.