It's Too Late

It’s too late now to tell you,

Well, remember that summer ago,

When we met and suddenly the trumpets blew,

Off in my head, but I just ignored and said no.


We’re a million miles apart,

It seems my feeling won’t stop,

It’s that love that I feel,

In my heart,

That makes go everyday in every way,

The fact that you I love.


I have a choice to tell you,

Should I do it now?

Is a mistake to let you know?

Or should I forever hold my tongue?


This seems to complicated,

Is this love overrated?

Or do you love me too,

‘Cause I swear I do.

The End

12 comments about this poem Feed