We tend to take for granted the presence of someone thinking they’d always be there.  We tend to delay what is it that we are supposed to say, thinking we’d always have the time to say them. 

Sometimes, it takes losing someone (or something) before we realize we love them; before we feel the intense desire to tell them just how we feel.

Truth is, we lose chances.  And sometimes, when we lose them, we lose them forever.

Chances.  Time.  People.  Love.  Life.  They come and go.  And sometimes, they don’t come again.

Painful, isn’t it?