... A Secret I Can't Share ...

It's hard to admit this even now, after all these years. I've been married for over three decades and my wife is the love of my life, but there's something... missing inside me that she doesn't know about. About two years ago, while on a business trip in Paris, I met someone who awakened feelings I hadn't experienced since before we were even together... The kind that make you forget your own name, and all sense of morality fades away. We ended up spending an entire weekend together, exploring parts of the city no tourist ever would, places that felt like our secret hideaway from the world. She was so different from my life back home, yet she made me feel young again, alive... But when it came time to go back to reality, I did what any coward does and fled without a trace. We never spoke again after that weekend in Paris. It's not as if we were ever planning on anything more than our fling. Still, part of me wonders sometimes what could have been had I faced my fears...