Sounding Familiar?
Sometimes I feel like we’re going to bump into each other at the supermarket, in line for a cup of coffee, you’ll drop your bag and I’ll help you pick up your things in the middle of a busy street and we’re going to look at each other and say, “Oh my God, it’s you..” You’ll be a beautiful woman and I’ll be clean cut and done well for myself just as you have and I’ll invite you to dinner and you’ll accept the offer. We’re going to catch up, talk about our current relationships and past. We’ll talk about how silly it was back in high school and I’ll say something stupid like “Wow, I can’t believe it’s been this long. I used to really like you in High school, as you already know.” and then you’ll look at me and say, “Yes. I remember, you were so kind to me, I don’t understand why I never took a chance on you. I don’t know why I declined a love like yours. I’ve heard many stories, you really know how to treat someone.” I’ll smile and brush it off and you’ll laugh and sip on your champagne and we’ll continue catching up. We’ll finish dinner and then you’ll give me a sincere hug telling me how nice it was to see me and you’re going to walk away and all those days I spent thinking about you, and where you are and how you have been all drift away because I got my closure and finally accept that you were the one that got away and you’ll walk away pondering on where we could have been if you had just let me in, even for a moment.
