life's too short for regrets
“We were never lovers, and we never will be, now. I do not regret that, however. I regret the conversations we never had, the time we did not spend together.
I regret that I never told him that he made me happy, when I was in his company.
The world was the better for his being in it.
These things alone do I now regret: things left unsaid.
And he is gone, and I am old.”
Neil Gaiman
In3caTe jotted @ 1:43 pm
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