My regrets include
not explaining how badly
I wanted to hold you.
And not sitting
next to you in the theater
where we laughed so hard
we couldn’t catch
our breath. And not responding
to your texts with the humor
I know you needed.
Also, when you offered to
get me a cookie, I said no.
I wish I’d let you take care
of me in that small way.
I don’t regret any conversation
I ever had with you. And
the times people stared
when we joked too
loudly. And the way I let
you know your value – priceless.
And how our feelings were
difficult and passionate and
loving. I wish we had years
to continue taking care
of each other
in this way.
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