this time

Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missin'
And that's how she knows that she missed
-Sandra, Barry Manilow

I cry. Though tears are not enough. Tears and feelings doesn't count anymore. Regrets. I can't go back. Questions. I knew the answer somehow. There's no sense feeling the hurt. Just need to be strong. This is life. Deep breathe...