I see that look in your eyes But your hands hang at your sides I step forward just a little And you inch away I was respectful and scared You tilted your head a little But never moved forward I touched your shoulder awkwardly, Lost my nerve, and walked away
Years later we would meet With coffee in our hands On busy Washington streets Our conversation warm as summer Sunning my heart Like a lizard on a rock You asked me, "Why?" "Why didn't you kiss me that night?" I shrugged and touched your shoulder You go home to your three girls And I return to my empty house Sitting at my desk writing poems My life a necklace missing pearls
We always have that "one that got away." Sometimes we forget about the impact they have on our lives... until we remember.