After all is said and done
will you think to yourself
was it worth its weight in gold?
Often repeated,
my favourite phrase; never regret
something that made you smile.
Well, don’t.
Don’t you believe in the reasons
behind what drive these mistakes?
After all,
you were always living in the moment,
minute.
Living spree, so carefree!
The kind of care that turns into
careless-- with the things,
the things around, surrounding you.
But.
With everything said and done
what do I think to myself?
No regrets, just the useless decay
of useful tears time and love.
There is no room for waste anymore,
so I won’t waste another word
for they are priceless;
what we put into the atmosphere
is irretrievable,
unchanging.
