THAT REGRET Of all the things, regretted by her, was he included. Not the courtship, not the intercourse, not the fights; neither the scars, nor the flashes. Regret--born it was, from fighting back, from the wounds inflicted, from the gashes that remained, from the frosting kept too long, and the flashes she had brought upon. #ThatRegret #lovepoems #darklove #hauntingmemories #oblivion #darkdesires #yqpoetry #yqbaba
