Too Late

by I am Michelle   May 28, 2005


She kept dreaming
Of the one she truly loved
But time and come and gone
And he wasn't part of her life
Anymore
She cried in the middle of the night
Drinking her misery away
And knowing fate
She knew he wouldn't return
And sweep her up in his arms
Wiping away all emotions except one
The true and most complicating one:
Love
The love that she desired so much
That she waited for
That she cries over
Until her time come
To drop those emotions
With a bullet to the head.
Little did she know
That he dreaded leaving her also
But when the time had come
To take her delicate love back
It was too late

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