For of all sad words of tongue or pen,
\nthe saddest are these: \u201cIt might have been.\u201d<\/p>\n
~ John Greenleaf Whitter <\/p>\n
I heard that saying as a child and came to
\nexperience the full meaning of it in terms of
\nmissed opportunities with women.<\/p>\n
Sometimes I\u2019ve thought about these
\nwomen and wonder what might have
\nbeen.<\/p>\n
Like the beautiful red-haired teenage
\ngirl I danced with at a YMCA teenage
\ndance and was too shy to talk to
\nbecause I was tongue-tied by her beauty.<\/p>\n
Like the lovely blonde-haired woman
\nwho kept talking to me at an
\noutdoor event and I was too dumb to
\nrealize she was into me. I wonder
\nwhat might have been with her too.<\/p>\n
Like after I went on a double date
\nwith a friend and his date, and
\nmy date wasn\u2019t interested in me,
\nand years later when I’d returned
\nhome from the Air Force I found out
\nhis date had had a crush on me, but
\nshe was married, and it was too late
\nto find out what might have been.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve had too many miss opportunities,
\nwhat might have beens. If only I could
\ndo a rewind and start all over again.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: \u201cIt might have been.\u201d ~ John Greenleaf Whitter I heard that saying as a child and came to experience the full meaning of it in terms of missed opportunities with women. Sometimes I\u2019ve thought about these women and wonder what might have… Continue reading