A Collection Of Memories Never Had Poem by Matthew Buck

We never went on our first date,
Because I was too afraid to ask.
These feelings I feel inside,
Are much easier for me to mask.

We never had our first kiss,
Because you do not know,
The way I feel about you,
Oh how I love you so!

This is just a collection,
Of memories never had.
When I think about this,
My heart becomes so sad.
I wish I had the courage,
To make my love be known.
Before I die a hermit,
Dejected and alone.

We never said "I do, "
On our wedding day.
The question I never asked,
Worried of what you may say.

We never bought our first house,
A three bedroom fixer-upper.
Where I would work out in the yard,
And you would cook us supper.


This is just a collection,
Of memories never had.
When I think about this,
My heart becomes so sad.
I wish I had the courage,
To make my love be known.
Before I die a hermit,
Dejected and alone.

We never decided to settle down,
To start our family,
Four wonderful lovely kids,
Fostered by you and me.

We never watched our kids grow up,
Our home an empty nest,
Then we'd live our Golden Years,
That some say are the best.

This is just a collection,
Of memories never had.
When I think about this,
My heart becomes so sad.
I wish I had the courage,
To make my love be known.
Before I die a hermit,
Dejected and alone.

We never made any memories,
I never made my move.
You and I are friends,
And this I don't want to lose,
By adding to the mix,
Feelings that might confuse.

This is my collection,
Of memories we never had.
When I think about this,
My heart becomes so sad.
I wish I had the courage,
To make my love be known.
Before I die a hermit,
Dejected and alone.
Oh to have the courage!
To make my love be known!