Some say.

Some say that we shouldn’t regret anything.
Some say that our mistakes and the people in our life make us who we are today.
A lot of bad things have happened to me in my life; I’ve made lots of mistakes, and met lots of people.
I wouldn’t change anything, except one.
I met a person, who was a mistake.
I can honestly say that worse things have happened to me than that person, but I’d keep them.
They made me who I am today...
They made me better, stronger, harder.
If I could change the past, this would be the only thing I’d change.
I wouldn’t have ever got in that car, taken that CD, kissed that neck.
I would change it all.
You see, people say that the past makes you who you are.
Yes, I agree, and I would keep everything that made me who I am.
But this person took away parts of me. Knocked me down, destroyed pieces of me and I lost them. And I can’t get them back.
Perhaps that person has added to who I am; but what’s the use if since I finally freed myself of them, I hate who I am?
Not at my fault, but because part of me is lost out there and I can’t get it back.

I’m all for having no regrets.
I do believe they make you who you are.
But I regret you.
And you took away who I was.

I wish it could have been different.