Mingling throughout the crowded place
I saw someone, a familiar face.  I knew
It so very well, yet where had I seen
him, no way to tell.

 My heart skipped a beat as my memory

returned.  A boy, now a man, someone

From long ago.  A secret love I had for him,

But my passion wouldn’t speak.   For I knew

He’d just laugh at me, I wasn’t in his league.

Though my love for him was strong,

I’d never let it show.  For the sweet thought of

Being held in his arms

Was a pleasure I would never know.

My mind stopped the childish nonsense, and

came back to today.  He was walking towards

me; what was I to say?  Did you know I loved

you when we were young, when you never

looked my way?  No, that was my secret, and

the feelings of yesterday.

He looked into my eyes, and I into his.  We then

Looked away, talked small things, and times

Way back when.  He asked me why had we never

been friends.  He cared for me deeply, why did

I never talk to him?  

I opened my mouth to respond, and at a crucial time

My husband tapped me on the shoulder, said with a smile,

“Hey, bud, you trying to steal my wife?”

His wife came up to him, and gave me a strange look,

 With anger in her voice, “Let’s get out of here Bryce.”

We both glanced at each other, and thought of

The love we’d missed, but because of pride,

Never even had a first kiss.

Would we have been happy together?  Now an unknown,

Then again, perhaps love never would have grown. 

Doesn’t matter now, we were kids, time to get over it.

But one always has to wonder where memories sit, ponder

The question:  WHAT IF?