Missed Opportunity

He chose the wrong one.

The path most travelled.

Thinking he could have joy, fulfillment, and self satisfaction.

He thought love was waiting for him... but it did not last long. One, two, maybe three years of marriage; or was it when the first baby was born?  He was creating what he knew, and what he also didn't want.  He was forced under the knife of obligation to acheive what a man of his background should: Get married and have children preferably before the age of 30.  His sister did, his cousin did - so why couldn't he?  And after 12 years being locked into a loveless marriage, he wanted out.  He knew he should have listened to his heart and went for that feisty older woman with the spirit of a gypsy; at least for a little while.  He knew he should have challenged the status quo, and command that he be accepted as he is, not the mold they had squeezed him into.  He made a miss-take, or received a lesson.  His heart was heavy for the love he longed for, for the love he knew the gypsy woman could have given him.  He wondered that if he contacted her after the divorce from his wife, if she would still love him.  He wondered if the touch of her hand would heal his heart.  It was this day, a glorious and sunny day, so many years after he chose the wrong path, that she had found the loving mate she was seeking.  He saw his lost love in the arms of a strong and yet gentle faced man, both of them smiling from their soul.  It was this day, that he knew, he had lived his life for other people, and never once was brave enough to live his life, for his true spirit.

~ by Arthena Sophia