Lost chance

Closer than that
you had never been
and you will probably
never be.
Against all odds
I wanted to walk over to you
Start a conversation
Share the fun.
You were standing there alone
I wanted to take my chance
But for some reason
My legs didn't want to move.
I wanted to walk over to you
Just 2 or 3 steps away from me
But I simply couldn't.
I wasn't even afraid
to be disappointed
to be rejected
I don't know what it was.

I even got a second chance
We were both upstairs
alone
for a moment or two
You started
the "conversation"
I should have
kept talking
instead of turning my back to you
to take some money from my wallet

I keep asking myself
why
why
why
The best chance I would ever get
Why did I have to blow it?
Why couldn't I
shoot the arrow
right in the centre
right in your heart?
Why were my arms too heavy
to take up the bow in the first place?