Agony of Our Regret

The only constant in life is change.
I barely recognize mine anymore.
Everything I thought I had is in question.

We’ve all made mistakes. Some of us learned, sought forgiveness, and moved on.
Some of us did not.
Has it been too long? Are the cuts too deep?
I used to think that wasn’t possible. Not for the six of us, but I can’t think about just myself. Not anymore.