end of me

One moment— I had everything. On top of the world, happy, loved, untouchable. We laughed, we talked, we crossed lines I never thought I would. It felt like forever— the best day of my life. I begged time to stay. It didn’t. Regret came fast— then fear, then anger. I should have stopped. I should have known. Now every memory cuts deeper— kisses I can’t undo, choices I can’t erase. Regret doesn’t fix anything. It just sits there, heavy— breaking me quietly. I hate what I became. I hate what I feel. Just take this away before it takes all of me.