I’m sorry I never took you dancing. You were beautiful, but I was lazy. We stayed in too much, watched too many movies, and drank too many beers. I should have planned, should have prepped, should have orchestrated every night from the moment you arrived to the next morning.
Next time there will be picnics in the park, walks by the lake, trips to the coast. I’ll search the city for live music, theater, new restaurants. I’ll make reservations.
I know your next won’t be me, but I still hope he takes you dancing. I hope someone makes up for my mistakes.
-Anon.