I regret giving all that I am to save one not ready to be saved. I lost myself and felt as if the life had been burned right out of me. I cried, I begged, I pleaded for the sake of our baby. But love means nothing when the drive for something so powerful controls the mind. My regret is losing our hopes and dreams. I regret losing myself. I loved unconditionally and I went through moments of horror. I breathed life back into your lungs. It meant nothing. I can’t help anyone until they are ready to be saved.