i haven't ever realized until the past 2 weeks what regret really feels like.  Not regretting doing something, but not doing it.  Not saying what you really mean, while you have the time.  Because before you know it, time is taken away.  Not taking chances while you have the chance...not really feeling while you have the opportunity.  Not loving while love is staring you in the face.  Then it gets taken away, snatched rather, and you have no more time.  You'll never get the chance again.  Never get the chance to tell someone how much they mean to you or what an impact they've made in your life.  How much you loved them, or how you never wanted to let them go.  You never say anything.  They tell you time and again how much you mean to them, that they never want to let you go, and you remain silent.  Knowing in your heart you want to say the same, because you feel the same, but you're afraid of being hurt.  You don't have fun because you figure you have all the time in the world to ride that one rollercoaster...to watch that one show...to have that one kiss.  But the truth is, you don't know.  You hope.  Another chance will never be given, so you must take it.  Say what you want while you still have the time.  Even though they are not dead, they are gone.  Go back...find them, tell them what you really feel for them.  Hurry, before it's too late.  Make them listen, understand....

EVEN THOUGH I DON'T.  Why...how?  Those are my only questions now.  I love you.  I want you to know that.  But you never will.