You did not cherish the person who loved you deeply. When you understand his importance, love is gone and everything in the past is gone. Does love go too fast, or do we go too slowly, so that the rest of our lives are always spent sighing in missing, helpless, and at a loss what to do. However, life is always forced to move forward, and all we need to do is to lift our heads from the yellowing memories. I don't have much love, just enough to love for a lifetime; I don't have much sadness, just enough to see you through the dusk.