Self-Reflection

Life is what I make it

From my actions 

And silence

But I remember every 

Consequence of my choices

Who will be happy? Who will not?

Whar will be gained? Lost?

Then I questioned myself.

Do I even know this to happen? What can I do to make it possible?
 

There is always time to think

Time to retreospect, regret, and reflect

But the worst feeling is messing up

Knowing that there were moments where I

should have talk and done something but did not

Knowing that there opportunities but not seeing them

Knowing that it's my fault, not being able to have a conversation or gain her interests

It sucks to admit flaws.

It sucks more when these flaws are hard to fix.

But what sucks more is living with them and

seeing my mistakes daily,

I get it, I lost.

But the feeling still hurts,

Though that is a personal problem.

Love must be done

Out of the goodness

Of our hearts.

Anything less is worthless.