The power of a lost love

So I went to the e.r. The other day for a sinus infection but while there I witnessed a real life love story. The young guy being rushed in by ambulance had just fallen off a 20 ft roof  and his family sat praying in the waiting room two doors down...his girlfriend sat crying alone saying that she was upset because she'd never told him she loved him and now may not get the chance. I thought to myself "that fuckin sucks" to love someone who loves you back and never know. Thankfully my doctor told me the man would be okay but the thought behind the girlfriends tears stuck with me. Then I read my friends blog about her own shock at the sudden loss of a past lover. It's just driving everything home for me at this point. Then to add insult to injury there also happened to be an old man pacing the hallways who admittedly was kind of annoying until I saw why he was there, his wife of 67 years had a heart attack and no one was sure she would make it. He just kept asking the doctors and nurses if they had updates and finally when one particular nurse got annoyed with him he said "ma'am I'm sorry but that woman has been my back bone for half of my life so if I lose her count me out too" I sat up and looked out in the hallway he had tears in his eyes and shit so did I. Love is a simple thing but losing love is a very powerful thing. That's the kind of shock that can change your life. There is at least a 50 year old age difference between everyone I mentioned but they were all going through the same thing. What would they have done differently? Did they do everything they said they would? What would happen next if this person leaves for a better place? I want the kind of love that old man had for his wife but I don't want to wait to say it. If its in my heart it's coming out and I admit this could be dangerous but I'll be damned if I lose the love of my life tomorrow without saying what i need to say today!