I've been irritated as fuck these past couple of days.

But,
There's no point in being angry.
There's no point in staying angry.
There's no point in crying over what has already been done.
At least you had a taste of it.
At least you saw a glimpse of it.
At least you felt it.
At least you heard it.
At least you smelled it's scent.
Even if it was small, you had a part of it. Others may not ever have it at all.
Move the fuck on.

Okay, I think I'm better now.