Regret is a curious illusion.

It is depressing really.

How quickly a heart can change.

How quickly we can forget and dismiss,

the feelings we had at the time of

making a decision.

Sometimes I feel like I'm not being

true to myself and

the person I have always been.

But lies can be beautiful things,

and in them, if you stay long enough,

you can find another self,
ironically true too.