Had I known, I would have done so many things differently.
I cannot forget, because I had never wanted to. But it doesn't mean that I wish I could.
It just means that I wish I had never caused ruin, that I had never been the harbringer of misfortune, and that I had never brought about the end of something that is/was so heartwrenchingly beautiful and precious.
My hands, sheathed in ebony kid gloves, are forever stained a dark crimson.