You don’t need to have it all.

I really love you.

I am so happy that you are mine.

That chance has long gone.

Regrets always comes late.

I went for a late afternoon nap but started playing with words in my head. Liked these words so dashed for a pen and pad, and wrote the following poem.

Make the most of one day. Live it knowing that you can never go back to it again. This poem is about one day and a lifetime.

Things will be better in the future.

Haiku.

A look at now and then. And everyone being desensatized and un-romantic.