One hundred and sixty days of her. [c.h]

"1 day left,
I wasn't sure what to think. She'd be gone in a little over 24 hours.
She'd get lost from my life in a matter of hours, or would she stay?
Would she run away like she had done most of the time, run away from the truth,the good,the bad,the scary, would she possibly run away from love? Or would she stay for it?
Did she even know i was so madly in love with her? Maybe she did, and maybe that scared her. How could I make her understand I'm not the other guys,I'd be different,better.
I had so many opportunities, so many fucking opportunities to make her mine, yet I never got her for real. I never told her how I love when she truly smiles or when she's angry her voice sounds cute. I never told her that i love her. How could she know ? And now, with only 24 hours and 30 minutes left,how could I make up to those wasted 160 days of her?"