Regret

I was nine

When for the first time

My friend smooched me without my consent

Which is a crime?

I never talked to him again 

But yes have to meet for several times.

It holds regret in me that why I didn't slap 

Or at least fought with him.

I was fifteen 

When for the first time

She told me about his father's evil side,

How he was sipping his princess's life.

She told me not to ask her to fight for the right

Because he is his father

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& she is her child.

As I knew that if this time

This woman kept quiet

She will be in the same regret that I had from nine

& I will never be able to forgive me for unable to save a life.

In the starting, I asked her to speak up

Then I requested her 

In the end, I forced her.

The moment it all sorted it became

A victory of mine over regret

A victory of the pure soul over lusty wolf

A victory of humanity over evil.