You hate me. I know.
You love her. Everybody knows.
You make a perfect couple. That's the obvious.
But I have always liked you. Then I came to like you so much that it hurts, cause I know I should not. Then I learned to love you. Until it became even deeper that I started to regret everything that happened which led me closer to you.
Now, I truly regret it as much as I love you. But Neil.. I don't wanna Regret No More.

Regret No More

Something's poking me from behind. That wakes me. Before I even open my eyes, I can already feel my head aching. And as soon as I open my eyes, all the pains from the other parts of my body gradually come out. 


I feel dizzy. There's a hard thing that serves as my pillow. This adds up to my headache. I grope and tries to get rid of it, but it voluntarily moves. It moves down and wraps my neck. 


Oh, my goodness! This is an arm, not a pillow! My mind shouts. 


I am supposed to push the arm away, when suddenly another arm trails over my right hip up to my stomach, then to the other side of my waist, pulling me from behind. And I felt it more. I mean.. That thing that woke me up. 


I'm no longer a kid to not know what that thing is. I started to scream from fear. I can't remove the arms of someone who is obviously a man. But I haven't looked behind me, so I don't know who I am with. 


As soon as I scream, we both sit up, pulling ourselves away from each other. 


Regret 13