So, most every person has that one. You know the one. The one that you let get away without ever expressing anything, without ever making it clear there was something there for you.
Most of the time, that person simply fades into the background of your life; a missed opportunity, but not one to hold you back from anything.
That is, until that one person unexpectedly pops back up. Re-enters your life. Sets your eyes, heart, and mind aflame with thoughts of the woulda, coulda, shoulda's. The what if's. The do I do this now's. The questions. The possibilities. The deep, deep feelings that never went away.
But, after having never risked it back then, to risk it now, would it be worth it? Are they the person you hoped they'd become? Are they still the very same as the day they walked away?
Ponderings over oj and an english muffin. The conversation of my heart and mind.