All the rest is stupid shit that I really should have known better but was being a dumbass but I learned from it, or stuff I never could have known to do or not to do. I'm a better person for all the things that are unpleasant memories of mine -- except for that one.
We were hugging goodnight and I had the chance to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her. She wanted to kiss me. That was in 1995. We haven't seen each other since, and she's in a permanent relationship now.
I should have kissed her. The world would be a better place today if I had kissed her.
That's my regret.