Late

Can’t turn away,
I took a deep breath,
Take in as much as I could,
Arrange my words in my mind.
And breathe out to say it…

My voice,
As much as I try to shout out to you,
They wouldn’t come out…
Even when I already wrote the lines,
The same line over and over again…

My heart…
It trembles with fear,
It aches in pain,
It’s shredded to pieces,
Still it hurts because it’s there.

These tears,
Why wouldn’t it stop flowing?
It kept on going,
Almost flooded my vision.
It became so dark now, I couldn’t see anymore.

Why does it have to hurt?
Why does it have to be so painful?
Why can’t we stay this way and not care what people say?
Why can’t we share this moment before we let go?
Why do we have to love if love is such a pain…?

We are standing at each end of the road,
Looking at one another, with such tearing eyes.
With no words to say, with no more love to care for…
We couldn’t even say ONE word to fix our heart,

This moment, where we are standing now,
So much regret and pain drowning our hearts,
That even as we try to reach out to each other,
We are always one step too late.