I don’t believe in soul mates, love at first sight or that there’s a special someone out there waiting just for me. I do however believe in missed chances – a moment lost, the road not traveled.

We met at a party I wasn’t supposed to be at and he apparently wasn’t supposed to be there either. Although, handsome enough I wasn’t particularly attracted to him and he gave no indication of being interested.

We got talking and ending up talking the whole night through. He was smart, funny and a little unsure of himself – which made him endearing. He listened intently and stole glances when he thought I wasn’t looking.

We parted that night like old good friends. It seemed natural that we’d meet again; we had the same friends and moved around in the same circles.

I haven’t seen him since; I think about him sometimes and I imagine he does too. I know he’s asked about me a couple of times.

I feel the moment has passed.