The plane has already left. The boat has sailed. You ran and ran for it. You waited in the wrong area. You weren’t prepared. You overslept. Misremembered the details. Missed your chance. Trod on others in the rush without an apology.
The fingertips missed. The grip slipped. The cup shattered.
Wait.
Bide your time.
Tell yourself “There is virtue in patience”.
The kick to the throat lingers long.
“If Only” has a lot to say on the subject.
Where were they before?
Wax philosophical.
There will be another one. There are always more. Another shot. There has to be, because.