Regrets

I still remember to this day that last look that your boyish face tried to hide.
I know you wanted to say something, I know you wanted something.
I wished to keep the connection but I held back for I know it was not right.
That time, the call to do what was right took command of my senses.

But why does it feel like such a wrong move to do the right thing then?
If only I followed the throb of my heart and did what felt right then,
I will not be here drinking coffee with my regrets.

Your smile, your voice and your eyes are vivid memories I keep.
Precious as they are I may have to push them aside and be loyal.
Because I know if I am with you, you want me to be faithful too.
So now, that’s what I will do to the one I said “I love you” to.

But why does it feel so right for me to do the wrong thing now?
If only I waited for you to come before I said ‘yes’ to someone,
I will not be here sleeping with my regrets.