Eight years have passed and
I still remember the pain in
Your eyes that June afternoon
As though it were yesterday.
I wanted to reach out to touch
You – hold you – brush the
Tears from your eyes.
Instead, I sat – motionless –
Silent – fearing your rejection.
Every so often, you
Invade my thoughts –
Forcing me to wonder
How different our lives
Might have been if I had.
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