Things not said, advice not given, envelops unstamped , regrets enveloping me.
Is it easier there? I wonder. I ponder. I guess.Will love come for you, as it did for me?
Find you. Wreck you. Save you, Change you?
The things you will do, I'll never know.
And if life breaks for you the way it would not break for me, if love hunts you, finds you, captures you, will you hold it tight, nurture it, protect it?
I hope you will.
I hope you can.
This father's advace is not required，It has no call, so instead I'll share some from another.
It's better to have loved and lost
than to never have loved at al.
And now, an addendum to my earlier advice, if I'm so lucky as to still have your ear.
I loved you I lost you.
And I advise you, 'twas better than to never having loved at all.
But now, with more time, with more years, more prospective. I see things in a slightly new way.
So here ,my good son is a father's advice, updated and recalled.
It's better to have loved and lost, surely. but try not to lose it at all.
