When You Sleep on a Bed of Regrets

But I swore
At that moment
As all previous to it
Were similar
And easily foreseen
The future
Could as well be a clone
Of its past
But then
Tomorrow came
And threw everything away
Even the giddiness
Old songs associate
None of them
Left to last
That one time
As a dare
Someone could’ve took a swipe
Just to get it done and over with
Out of the system
But neither
Didn’t trigger
fight nor flight responses
So they turned their backs and
Went their own ways
Knowing that nothing untoward or important will happen

And it’s a shame

Regret is always
This unmade bed
We lie on