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Nat King Cole once sang, “We Have All the Time in the World”.

It’s a beautiful line. Comforting. Romantic.

But the truth is, we don’t.

Time is not endless, and love is not guaranteed to wait until we’re ready. Moments pass quietly. Invitations are missed without announcement. People drift not because they mean to leave, but because no one notices how often they are pushed away — gently, repeatedly, without intention.

What hurts most is rarely the loss itself.

It’s the sense that love was present, reachable, and still not received.

I wish those I love could see how small gestures add up. How absence accumulates. How being deferred, overlooked, or postponed slowly teaches someone to stop reaching.

This isn’t blame.

It’s grief for what might have grown with a little more noticing.

Time is precious.

So is love.

Neither should be assumed to be endless.