I had it and I blew it

I had it, and I blew it. This situation is familiar to everyone I believe. What is there that was left to talk about, to think about, to hold onto after you had said this phrase? We had already blew it. It's blown up, it's gone, and it will not be there anymore. What's left is only some scattered debris of what we had before it blew up. Pick up the pieces and reminisce about the original form of it, and think about how good it is if we had not blown it? Or, think of a way to prevent it from happening again? Usually there are this two kind of people. And I would say, I am for the latter but sometimes I am not. How about you? I had something that I really wanted to hold onto forever but I let it slipped away right before my eyes because of my ignorance that took it for granted. This lesson costs me dearly. I vowed not to repeat this same mistake again in the future. I really am keeping my heads up to not be the fool again.

Nothing can change what I want to do, except myself.