i have to try. even if it seems like it’s too late. i have to try. i won’t sit at the end of my life and wonder what if i spoke up, what if i kissed him, what if i quit, what if i took that path regardless of what life’s circumstances said, regardless of where the hands of the clock stood, regardless of who he stood next to, regardless of fear of the consequences. there’s always going to be obstacles, there’s always going to be a line separating you from what’s in your heart. i am not going to sit at the end of my life and wonder what happens if i crossed it. i have to try. and as long as i try, it can never be too late.