Scary. That's how the end looks like. I still have a few to say like I Love You. For the first time I admited to myself that I Love You and the next thing that came to my mind is that it doesn't matter anymore. Should I say it or not? Would it make any diference? We get tired some time. To wonder. To not make the move.
But at the same time the last moments brings out courage, to do the things that you thought you never could. Good Bye. I can say it now, it's not as hard as I thought. It's either say it or do it.
No regrets.
Just a little bit of pain.