Regret

(It’s cliché, but not so much when it’s yours.)
How to live
When you know
You could have been
Who you want to be,
You could have
Loved where you were,
You could have
Done what you enjoyed,
You could have been
Happy,
You could have
Lived,
You could have
Loved.
How to live knowing
All you lost,
All that could have been yours.
Never fear,
Hurt,
Nor Pain.
For the pain of fighting for what you love,
Is far less,
Than the pain of living,
Knowing what you could have had.