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IS IT REGRET ?

Present 2027

??? P.O.V

'after many years the rain looks romantic'

I wrote and closed it

I wanna give it a title but...

I once opened it again and wrote

'give it a great title I trust u'

With that i open the front door of my apartment and made my way out at the bank of river. There I found a little girl. she's crying so bad but I don't care. I took a cigarette and lit it up as my brain is having no thoughts.

After a minute or two the girl come to me and say

"U look sad I'm sad also I lose my teddy do u also lose something?"

I crushed the cigarette under my shoe then looked down at her and said

"I have lost myself"

With that I walked away from there and I really don't know where I'm going then I see a forest

In the dark and deepest woods, where shadows dance. I find myself wandering among the towering trees and the gentle rustle of leaves. I'm somewhere where the whispers of the trees drown out the sound of my own voice. In the stillness of night I sit alone in the dark as my only partner. Regret hunts me as I feel like I'm hearing the Echoes of choices that i had made. My heart that's once bold is now heavy with guilt.

I regret the steps i took and the path i can't undo. The memories of mistakes that I have made are eating me alive. No one can even imagine how i yearn to turn back time just to rewrite the verses of my life with rhythm just like the songs i wrote once.

I feel like numbness is creeping in my body and my soul is burdened by unseen weight and it's too much.

"No pulse of life, no warmth of touch,

Just emptiness lingering, aching so much.

In this void, sensation fades to gray,

A ghostly echo of a vibrant day.

No song of joy, no tears of pain,

Just numbness, like a relentless rain.

Lost in this numbness, I search in vain,

For a spark of feeling to ease the strain."

The sound of my words echoes in the forest.

"The weight of uncertainty bears down on me,

As I question the choices that set me free.

Perhaps I erred, perhaps I was right,

In the depths of reflection, I seek insight"

With that i sat under the tree and made a cut on my arm but the pain is nowhere to feel. I thought I'd find freedom from the weight of guilt but it's too much that no matter how much deep cut I made I feel no pain. In the deafening silence of my own screams, I realized that true peace cannot be carved from flesh and bone not from blades and scars.

I don't know what I should do then I remember her words

Flashback

She sat across from him, fingers fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve.

"Look," she said softly, "we both know why they want this. And we both know it's not… us."

He nodded, eyes on the floor. "Yeah. I know."

There was a long silence. Not uncomfortable — just tired. Heavy.

She exhaled. "I tried, you know. Not because I wanted to. Just… because everyone keeps saying it would make things easier."

He looked up then, the smallest flicker of something — not love, not hope, just a shared understanding. "I tried too. And it felt wrong every second."

She gave a bitter little laugh. "We're really bad at pretending."

"Maybe that's a good thing," he murmured.

Her voice cracked a little when she spoke again, but she kept it steady. "I just don't want hatred between us. Not after everything."

"There won't be," he said. "I just… can't be what they're asking me to be. Not for you. Not for anyone."

She nodded. "I know. I can't either."

Another pause — quiet, but final.

"So this is it?" she asked.

"This is it," he answered. No anger. No regret. Just truth.

She stood slowly. "Thank you… for being honest."

"You too," he said.

Later that night, he heard her crying. Not out of love, not out of heartbreak — just exhaustion. The kind that comes from carrying a life you never wanted and finally setting it down.

Flashback over

Her hands feel soft very soft for my rough ones

That night I decided what I should do and i did it without thinking twice but now I regret

I don't think that what I've done is unforgivable but she...

How can she says that

I can't believe my own ears

I took a deep breath and cut more deeper

"I gave you everything, even what I owed myself."

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