Saturday-night thinking

Confused. Should I give him a gift? I'm not anyone for him. He did not even recognize me. Why should I waste my money and my time to give him a gift.
But the problem is, my mind told me that I should. I have to give him a gift if I want to be a part of his life. It's a few more days remaining he will be gone from my life, continuing his life that have been so much different with me. There is nothing I can do to prevent this shit happens someday.
The opportunity to we meet are increasingly smaller, and perhaps not at all. So it means, he does not remember anything about myself. But at least, I have to try.
It's been sooo hard to me to collect the courage for it. I was too cowardly to all about him.
Why I was so hard to think about this and all the frills about him, while he does not even realize me at all.


"Don't wait for the perfect moment.
Take the moment and make it perfect."