The paradox of life is that at one time or the other we regret, we regret that we never did this, said this or the other. But maybe that in itself is an inevitable experience that makes us human, that in the scheme of things we miss out on what is so important and that maybe that one time, that chemistry was the greatest reality we experienced. And then we find it again, and its too late, too late because then there are too many people involved, too late because if we did anything about it we would hurt those who hold us so dear and know nothing of what we had. And even though I want it all back, and I want to turn the hands of time, even though all this is what I feel, it does not mean that I should do it. Consideration becomes the constant reminder of the day and whatever is real, sometimes gets pushed back. some may say its stupid, its fallacy, one day it will burst and you cant stop it, but right now, I know what is right is to understand that there are those who you hold dear and I don't want to hurt no one, I have been hurt before and no, I don't want them to hurt like I have, no one deserves it. Yet for all that we have, for all that we hold dear, the memories are treasured...