it's the ironic & controversial rhapsody of an ambiguous bert

Regret - it eats at you from within, like a vile creature nurtured through imprudence and in the absence of discipline . Often it makes us wish we are masters of time so that we may go back and undo certain actions. Men do learn from hindsight; it's only cardinal if when presented with a similar situation a second time that we repeat the very same mistakes. I acted on impulse again, not once, not twice, not even thrice...

Could I have handled the matter in a more mature manner?? Yes. But I allowed my emotions to get the better of me. The result - "albertantrum". It ruined not just the night, my night but it may very well have left a smear across the memories of my friends, affecting them needlessly.

Tantamount to the saying "so near, yet so far", I was right outside and 5 centimetres away. I had envisioned it perfectly; I'll step into the room, you'll look up at me roused from your slumber by my entry and I'll plant a kiss on that pair of lucious, soft, full lips. Yet when my trembling fingers wrapped itself around the pale and cold metal, heartbeat quickening with every second and my mind a tumult, I found myself powerless and weak. Like some TV serial drama, albeit knowing you are right on the other side of the threshold, I released my shaking hand and turned away.

I do not like to leave issues hanging.

I need to resolve this.

posted by bert @ 10:25 PM