I have given much thought about asking a particular question. But...I was scared to ask it. What would be the outcome? Was it even worth asking at that point in time?
So, I didn't ask it. I forgot about it. I thought the question was too far-fetched, anyway.
Thats what I thought. Thats what I assumed.
Today, though... TODAY... of all days, I remembered that question. Ironic, I thought.
More ironic, I somehow thought of all the perfect words for that question. I am shocked. Why didn't I think of the words sooner? Is it because of my current-state that I am able to formulate of these emotional and heartfelt words so easily?
I look out the window....saying the question out loud to myself. It sounds perfect to me. I realized that this question may have changed my fate (and even may have made my current-state better). Oh.. How foolish have I been? I always have been a fool, haven't I?
I shake my head in dismay.
Its too late, anyway. I shouldn't go looking for trouble. Oh well, I missed my chance and I will never get it back. Regret is all I have now... and also forever.
