In the quiet nights, memories replay,
Echoes of choices, shadows of dismay,
Paths once tread, now distant and gray,
Mistakes we made, regrets that stay.

Hearts heavy with the weight of past,
Moments slipped by, too quick, too fast,
Longing for a chance, a different cast,
To rewrite history, to make love last.

Time’s relentless march, it does not mend,
Wounds of actions we cannot defend,
Seeking solace, a hand to lend,
In the journey where regrets descend.

Yet hope remains, a beacon so bright,
Guiding us through the darkest night,
From mistakes, wisdom takes flight,
Turning sorrow into a future’s light.