If only... How many nights have those 2 letter words hunted us? How many days, hours and minutes were our souls tortured by images of what we wish would have been? How many times have we pleaded, beseeched for the impossible which is to turn back time and change the past? As we toss and turn in our bed at nights we can't help but regret the sins we have done towards God, loved ones and even just strangers. We regret the things we did, things at which now has altered all those plans we have thought of. Plans that would have made our lives so much better...
"If only I have done it the way it was supposed to be, the way which I knew was right all along this would have never happened." is man's most repeated phrase in the darkness. Though when the same situation happen to us again but in a different form then we would totally know which way to choose because it has happen to us again right? Wrong. Sad to say man always choose pride and his self above all else, to show that he is right and all else is wrong even though he knows that he isn't. He chooses the road again that leads him to sleepless nights with "If only"s beside him. Wishing again and again to change what he has done but unfortunately even after all that pain he will never change.
This is what my dad must be feeling now. This is why our light in the living room is on while all else is off late at night. He's regretting it all by himself wishing that he could have been a different person to my mom. Wishing that he could have swallowed his pride, his egoism and did what was suppose to be done as a father and as a husband... But it's too late now Dad... It's just too late...
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