I think what's most important of the two is not what you've ever had, but what you've ever been able to appreciate in value. And in the end, what really matters is what we manage to keep, those crumbs of happiness. But how to have it, if happiness is not perceptible until after it has passed? We stay with a aching heart and bleeding eyes without finding a way to reinvent ourselves. In this way, it is with the sorrow of the present, our remorse that we come to be aware of the cost of things and people lost. We move forward by seeking in the future what only the past can offer us. We are looking for the irreplaceable.