I didn't know it then but God  how I see it all too clearly now. Why do I now? I regret so many things  So, so, many things. I regret not loving you with all of me. I regret not laughing as much as you did. It wasn't easy learning to fall in  love with you over again, but I don't regret that at all. I regret taking you stealing fries off of my plate for granted. You didn't even realize how much of a tease you really were. I regret not breathing every moment I had with you in. You were the moment. Wherever I was I was just fine because you were there. I regret not being able to save you when the bullet hit you. No one ever thinks of those things, right? I regret that our little girl won't have a mother and I wonder could I have done anything different? I regret that I have regrets. Is that normal? Your blue eyes crashing into mine is another regret of mine. For every time I close my eyes I only open them to look into yours. I can not unsee you and while part of me wishes I could, if only for a moment. There is a part of me that never wants to let go. I get mad at myself for wishing that sometimes. I regret the thought ever entered my mind, but it has. In the end my main regret is I have not one. Not when I was with you, babe.