It was six years ago on Valentines Day.
She was my pretty and soulful "spiritual friend" and co-worker. She stopped by my office at quitting time, and suggested we take our two shredded hearts out for a drink.
Walking along the busy sidewalk, we stopped before a shop window and looked at a t-shirt design mocking Valentines Day. Wordlessly, she took my hand, and we walked along knowing the other understood.
I look back on this day with such regret of missed opportunities; and I, with a bitter-sweet hope, like to think she does, too.
What could have been... What I should have done... How things might be different if only...
Yes. I know, now.
I should have bought that shirt.