remember that girl? that boy?

you kept thinking about how good they looked.

you wanted to tell them,

the chance of them reacting badly is too much,

so you let it pass.

remember that trip you went on?

all the new experiences,

they all sounded so exciting.

“what if i suck though?”

so you politely say “i’ll pass”

the dance you skipped,

because you were afraid to ask your crush.

the goal you could have scored,

if you didn’t have second thoughts

and hesitate, losing your shot.

all the things you dream about before you fall asleep, are all the lost opportunities that are now wishes for redemption.

In the end, we only regret the chances we don’t take.