Chances

November 8, 2010

I keep asking myself “Why didn’t I take that chance?” It was on the tip of my fingers, but I let it slip through. I had it, I know I did. Even God gave me an extra day when I thought that was the end; I had a second chance. Bringing out the shy part of me, I didn’t do anything though. I watched you walk away, but I was hoping I would bump into you sooner or later. Well, that didn’t happen. Somehow, I was given a third chance. I didn’t say anything though, causing me to lose that opportunity. I was trying to play it cool. I ended up at home that night asking “What IF I took those chances?” I was given so many chances, but I didn’t take any advantage. I’m left with shoulda, coulda, woulda.