Why does it still bother me that this small of an opportunity was left unheeded?

I’ve rationed to myself that it probably isn’t worth even my energy.

But the small possibility that we can have something different confuses me.

Knowing time is an issue both in current hours and in age enforces me to give in.

Something about my not knowing the name of this person still attracts me

Something about this person’s choosing me among others entices me

In the end, will a second chance roll by? Will I be able to see this person once more?

Will I ever know this person’s name? Will I even have an opportunity to give mine?

Will I attempt to make a connection with someone I barely know about?

Does this person even remember me anymore?

Does this person even think as much as I do about this situation?

I’m not afraid to admit that I want to fix this non-issue

I’m not afraid to admit I really want to know her name