A few memories and a regret

He entered the bistro, has it been really that long?
Her call had come, out of the blue and unexpected
He searched the crowd and met her eye, she waved to him
He slowly made his way towards her, at once apprehensive and excited

With handshakes and pleasantries, they took their seats
The same table in their favorite corner, by the bay
Both unsure, hesitating, wondering where to start
Were they strangers now? Have time and space had their say?

A strand of hair somehow separates itself from the impeccable french braid
With a casual flick, she puts it back in its place
The scent of her nearness overpowers his senses
And despite his efforts, he couldn't help but stare at her lovely face

The night was warm and the air was heavy
The beer was cold, and her marguerita on the way
Many things to talk about, plenty to reminisce
A million thoughts in his head, but nothing to say

As the night wound on and tentativeness eased into familiarity
The barriers broke down and they went back a few years
She talked about her children, her home and her dog
About her career, her passion and her hidden fears

And soon it was time to leave, back to their lives
They parted with a firm hug and a light kiss
As he watched her turn and waltz down the aisle
He heard himself think, how did it get to this?

Those glorious years, spent as friends and lovers
The world had been an exciting place, things to discover and forget
He had had his chance, his opportunity, and he had let it slip
Now, nothing left of it, but a few memories and a regret...