In the quiet of the night, echoes of the past,
Whisper softly, reminding me of choices cast.
Shadows dance on walls, of moments gone astray,
Regret lingers silently, in the fading light of day.

The paths I’ve walked, with steps unsure,
Now haunt my dreams, of what could endure.
Wishing for a chance, to turn back time,
To mend the heartaches, to reverse the crime.

Faces of the past, in memories they stay,
Their eyes reflect the sorrow, in a silent sway.
Words unsaid, actions misplaced,
In the mirror of my soul, they’re forever traced.

If only I could, rewrite the tale,
Erase the regrets, where I did fail.
But time moves forward, relentless and swift,
Leaving in its wake, the shadows of what-if.