{"sf1_id":927703,"sf2_id":"214Ay2we","title":"Regretful","author":"Vell Skye","words":255,"posted_at":"2015-10-29T14:04:00.000Z","tags":["Free-Form","Happy","Poem","Sad","Wolf","guilt","regrets"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/927703-regretful","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/214Ay2we","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/97/1c/971ced1c-fc7b-4ab8-99c6-c4c03f8bc977","description":"So, I had something trigger old memories, of the things I've done, so I decided to try and put everything to rest. As always, I'd love to have feedback!","content":"The Wolf sat,\n\nOnce more,\n\nBut,\n\nIt was different,\n\nThis time.\n\nHe no longer had\n\nThat old pain,\n\nThat old,\n\nCrushing,\n\nCompanion.\n\nInstead,\n\nIt was...\n\nThe Wolf lifted\n\nHis head from his\n\nContemplation,\n\n\"It's weighing\n\nOn me,\"\n\nHe said aloud,\n\nNo jump this time,\n\nThe familiar sound\n\nComforting,\n\nNow.\n\n\"The guilt,\n\nAll I've done,\n\nThose I've hurt.\n\nThat's not me,\n\nNow,\n\nBut it doesn't change\n\nAnything.\n\nIt doesn't change\n\nThe lives I've\n\nChanged,\n\nDamaged.\n\nThe loved ones I've\n\nHurt.\"\n\nHe sighed and looked\n\nDown,\n\nLost in thought,\n\n\"The Pain of\n\nThe First One,\n\nThe Mistakes with\n\nThe Demon,\n\nThe Destruction with\n\nThe Little One,\n\nThe Lies of\n\nThe Sweet Pony...\"\n\n\"I may not be\n\nCompletely,\n\nAt fault,\n\nBut it doesn't\n\nChange\n\nMy roles with any\n\nOf them...\"\n\nHe shifted His\n\nEyes,\n\nFocusing on the new\n\nWorrier,\n\nThe one that spent their\n\nTime\n\nIn constant,\n\nLittle,\n\nFears,\n\nAs He stood by,\n\nSmiling,\n\nWaiting,\n\nPatiently.\n\nLetting them Discover\n\nThe Truths,\n\nAt least the ones that\n\nMattered,\n\nOn their\n\nOwn.\n\nHe had\n\nFinally\n\nLet go of those\n\nEvils,\n\nThe voices,\n\nWhispering,\n\nTelling him Hateful\n\nThings.\n\nHe lived His life\n\nMore,\n\nLooking at the things\n\nThat truly\n\nMattered.\n\n\"I... I don't think that\n\nThis\n\nAbsolves my\n\nSins,\n\nBut...\"\n\nHe refocused on the\n\nDancing Worrier,\n\nSmiling a real\n\nSmile,\n\nOnce more,\n\n\"I do think that I'm\n\nAllowed to live,\n\nOnce more.\"\n\nHe stood,\n\nShaking the weariness from\n\nHis bones,\n\nFor the last time,\n\nMaking his way to join\n\nThe Dancer,\n\nAgain,\n\n\"Maybe...\u0026nbsp;\n\nJust Maybe...\"\n\nI can finally live without regrets.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}