No regrets

Someone once asked, "Does it bother you that you told him you were in love with him but he didn't say it back?" Admittedly it was mortifying at first that the words had been thrown out there and had just hung there without coming back. But then one of the most curious things about loving someone is that we do it unconditionally; we don't love someone on the condition that they have to love us back, and we don't say it on the condition that they have to say it back. Maybe things like that are just supposed to happen in their own time, or maybe even not at all. But we learn to accept it at any rate, and whether or not the other person says it back, we can look back and tell ourselves, "At least I told him I loved him."