Bullock and Pullman;
Or Ryan and Hanks;
You will brood;
Over the lost chance;
And the face will haunt your sleep;
For days to come;
As you imagine what she was like;
And what might have been;
Had you only convinced yourself;
To talk to her;
Instead of standing like a statue yourself;
And though you know;
It wasn't your last chance;
How many will you let pass;
Before you end your life alone?