regrets are taboos

Whenever I see you, I'd usually have this second thought, asking myself What if i never allowed that to happen? Regrets. Nah, only another way of looking at it. What i did was wrong. I knew it from the start. But i let it happen. I've always wanted that, to be like that. I believe i was washed away by my emotions at that particular moment. Speaking of emotions, was it really that? Or another thing? Could be. Probably have been. Hell, I guess you're having an idea of what I actually did. Unfortunately. Geez. Just a thought of it, like brutally cutting me across, piercing every single tissue in my body. Yeah i know, i wanted that to happen, even way before. But now, everything's just so different. And i mean, so much different.. That was not suppose to happen. I should have not let it. I'm facing the consequences. I'm not afraid though. But it could have not been. Friendship, trust, companionship. Slowly, quietly fading away. I need to work on it. Try to put eveything in their right places. Effort. Believe that friendship will prevail.