quarter life crisis

You asked me twice, if I regretted it. I said, no. Both times. And here I am, more than 5 years later, rethinking it. Isn't it funny how things turn out? How feelings turn out? They say life is so uncertain... When I was younger, I used to dream and wish for you...when I was so much younger, I thought that some things, were impossible, for example, you. And yet, we happened. The younger me would chastise that person for letting a dream go away, and perhaps now, the older me, is feeling the same? We planned many things, but more importantly, our future. You said you will marry me in 5 years then - I wonder if I would have been married 2 years by now if I made a different decision. I think it will go away. This feeling. It is funny, the second time, it was this feeling too. Like, I needed you to be mine suddenly. And I was sure. Yet I let you go again. And I can't even remember why? Do you regret leaving me, you asked? Now, I am not so sure.