je ne regrette pas

Today I dream

Of the life that was and the life that could have been

Of opportunities missed

And chances taken

Of endless weekends of reeking whiskey breath

Mingled with the morning-after starbucks iced americano

And conquests that were made and left

Just as quickly as the smouldering of the cigarette after

Smiles that starts as rapid as the arrival of the next Chivas

And lost as soon as the dj stops spinning my life away

Of people who stuck through thick and thin

Of living life with no regrets.

*thinking of an old friend, who composed beautiful pictures out from a car wreck that is me. i miss you, and i wish you well. I wish we were still friends - just like old times.