Wasted Chance

At that gas station, our eyes met

How did I miss that “spark” in yours?

Years went by

You, by my side

The best of friends

At that diner off that dusty road,

everything changed

Oh, that “spark” was there,

But for someone else

She’s beautiful,

She’s yours

I realized it too

At that chapel, in that small town

You had eyes for only her

And she shone through,

Like an angel, in all that white

I was blind

It’s too late

It’s so wrong

I should have made you mine,

but now you’re gone . . .

By: Sarah Fisk

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