Love and Uncharted Territory

I traditionally don’t like writing about my own life. Then something happened and I realized that everything I write is about my own life, basically. I try to be objective but my best work seems to come when I dig from the bottom of my own heart. I have regrets, I have lots of them. I made a mistake when it came to a relationship and its too late now and I feel regret. Worse yet, I taste it. It tastes salty, like old pretzels and nothing will wash it away. Not water, not coke, not gin and tonic not whisky till it runs dry, nothing. Regret is a taste you cannot get rid of. Maybe I can fix this one, maybe I can’t. Time and distance has passed and the situation has been thrown into uncharted territories. I feel as if I am walking onto grounds I have never walked in, shoes I’ve never worn and I’m not sure if they were meant for me at all. Yet every time I start to talk myself out of it my heart to starts to ache and I’m sucked back in.