Mulled Vine

I wanted to say something to her, but I allowed the moment to pass. She hesitated, looking at me expectantly, almost willing my tongue to speak, but my fear was too great for the both of us. She smiled a sad smile and turned away.

The next time I saw her she was also smiling, still a little sadly I thought, but perhaps that was just wishful thinking, for this was her wedding day. I watched as she and her new husband walked down the aisle amidst much confetti and celebration, and I wondered what if; what if I had just for that moment allowed fear no place in my life?