Many unexpressed emotions have paid the Price over the years.
I find the lyrics of this Olivia Newton John song priceless in expressing this.
It is an eternal favorite talking about what might have been – the angst in the voice , the sheer poignancy of the words would tug at the heart strings of the toughest heart .
The young lovers possibly meet often and are part of the same clique and yet are never able to tell each other their true feelings.
How many deep sighs,
How many wistful byes
How many backward glances
At the oh-so-many lost chances
Would life demand of them ?
As Pride paid the Price.
We never really had the chance to let each other know
We never really had the time to let our feelings show
Small talk kept us going when the only words to say
Were, how I long to hold you, pride locked the words away
I never had the confidence to think that you could care
I never looked into your eyes to see if love was there
I talked it over with myself and silently agreed
Your heart was in a high place unreachable to me
I waited too long for a sign from you
Reached for a line that you never threw
Small talk and pride kept us from getting together
Farrar John Clifford