This reminds me of the other night, I went out with some friends and got a little sloshed on a drink called a "red-headed **," (my friends thought it was cute-- I'm the only red-head they know) and we ran into someone that I should have said more to, "it was the word i forgot to say."

"Freeze frames of mistakes/ That I'm no longer sure I even made."

I really enjoy this. I love poems that I can relate to and that are well-written. It's not verbose (which is a problem I have, myself) and it makes the point (whether it was the point you were intending or not). It was worth the read. Good job. Good writing.