I still feel so bad

It's been years, but I can't shake it. When my grandpa was in the hospital, he kept asking for his glasses. He couldn't see anything without them, and he was so scared. I knew exactly where they were – in his drawer at home. I just... I didn't want to go get them. It was a long drive, and I was tired. Selfish, I know. He died that night. Without ever seeing clearly again. I replay it in my head over and over. I should have gone. I was young and stupid. I hope he knew I loved him, even though I failed him so badly that one time. I really do.