When we were teenagers
we were afraid of rejection, weren’t we?
At least, I was.
Maybe I was and you weren’t.
You always said hi when we passed
in the high school halls.
You were beautiful.
I was shy.
You were popular.
I only had a few friends.
I had no idea you wanted me
for more than a friend
until many years later
when we somehow met in
Leonard’s Bar and Grill.
You shared you had gone
through three divorces
and was in an unhappy marriage.
You said you always wondered
what would have happened
if we had gotten together
back then
(way back then)
Would we be together?
I’m married now
and I guess the story
stops now.
But I am glad we met again
and to know
once upon a time
we did have
a chance together.