the word that was too late

once upon last year, a love was about to be spoken out.  i thought about it over and over and over again. I was about to take a leap of faith and then bad timing slipped in. i gave up, i thought bad timing was a sign to not take a leap of faith. i got distracted and i let life take its course. i will never have certainty of what would have happened, but what i do know is the uncertainty, the regret of not having told that beautiful heart that i love him. now, the words are late and i can look back to everything we lived together with so much gratefulness, especially for sharing his buddhist practice with me. spiritually, i have soooo much to thank him. today, i am happy that he is happy and happy to share the flowers of my galactic yellow flowers with those that cross my path and come into my heart.