the opportunity of a lifetime (sort of) greeted my dear darling friend on an ordinary monday. the stars have aligned for him. the timing was impecable. i imagine him all nervous and fidgety, covering everything with humor, i bet. once again, he chickened out. the courage to muster 3 little words to the girl on the passenger seat escaped him. (its not even the big L word).
there was unmistakable joy in his voice when he told me the story. there was also that tinge of regret. whatever it is he truly felt, i hope that it wont keep him from trying again. anyway, it sort of wasnt counted as a rejection since she never knew about it.
i wonder if he felt the fleeting moment pass him. i wish it did. so he wont have second thoughts on telling her next time.
