Our life is a stupid game and we play stupid roles. I have just reread "The Little Prince" written and illustrated by Antoine de Saint Exupéry. There is a rose in the story. I think that this rose represents a woman(or a man if you are woman). This rose talks to Little Prince about naive things (stupid), she (rose) gives compliments to herself and stuff like this.
One day Little Prince gets fed up with all of this and decides to go away. (as in our life).
The rose tells him that she was silly and asked him for forgiveness.

That is our life, we play stupid games with people we love, we are afraid to say "I love you!".
And when it's too late we try to get everything back. We say that we love and we can't live without this person. But … It's too late...
The Little Prince goes away and than he understands that … but it's too late

All I want to say that our life is too short and we should not loose our chance and we should not be afraid to say "I love you" to our husband or