I don’t regret anything in my life as I’m a firm believer that everything builds who we are now; but I regret you.

I regret you not because of how you broke me but because they deserve better than you.

They deserve someone who would fight to be with them and mean it, not just a slew of empty words to build a facade of the perfect father.

They deserve someone who wants to support their future in any way possible and not run away from the responsibilities that innately comes with procreating.

They deserve someone who puts them first and not slotting them in whenever it suits their social calendar.

I will never forgive myself because I can choose my partner, but they can’t choose their father; a title you don’t even deserve.