The pain of the wait

What is worse than hearing a definite answer "no"? I think, many a times, not knowing the answer is worse. Either a "wait" or a "not sure" makes me curl up in agony and heart-rending pain as my ever-turbulent mind imagines the worse and starts playing tricks. More often than not, I find myself worrying for nothing, but there are and always will be, exceptions.

What if one day I find my wild imaginations coming true, confirming my deepest darkest fears and leaving me to regret the rest of my life?

I regret not spending more time with you.

I regret not calling you and hearing your voice one last time.

I regret not holding you tight enough.

I regret letting you go.

I regret not saying those three special words...how much you mean to me.

I regret.

And I would give anything just to see you one more time...anything to just hear even half your breath.