I have a feeling that I lost so many years with you. but then I also know that maybe we weren't ready. I hate myself a bit for not trying. but I was literaly crawling undergrownd when we had our first encounters.
Life is like an ocean of sand. It will always slip through your fingers and always slip away from you. There will, however, be a small part that stays in the palm of your hand. Be thankful for that. Can't wait to be on the beach