The Regret

My deepest regret
is that I did not
take her to the prom.

Sometimes I wonder,
if she regrets it too,
that I never asked her.

Whether I misread the signs
I shall never know
I do know that I regret it.

I wonder if I'm like her at all
I wonder if I'd be good for her
Or if she would be good for me.

Maybe were both too scared to say
I was falling for you.