I hate the way

I hate way I think of you every single day, and the way I can remember laying in bed with you wanting nothing more then to kiss you, I hate how much I regret not doing that, not making the most of the time with you, I hate that I wasnt good enough and I hate the way when you smile at me I cant stop smiling for the rest of the day. But you made a good choice, She is beautiful, and she is perfect, and you deserve each other. I'll just be here in the background going unnoticed. regretting