This could be us.

There’s not a day that goes by without me thinking, this could have been us.

It’s a cool, breezy morning. A thin man walks briskly besides a short woman who looks at him in a way that only couples do. And I think, this could have been us.

Today is not that day.

One day, I’ll wake up without regrets. I’ll wake up and I’d meet the day happily. Because on this day, I’d have made my peace with my choices. I’d have made my peace with your choices too. I’d no longer regret what happened between us.

Bittersweet loops

Sometimes, we fall into bittersweet loops of our lives willingly.

Like listening to a somber but melodious song and then playing it on repeat, never wanting it to end.