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A love too late
He hears the door close behind him as he walks away.
Every step he takes in misbelief and disoray.
"It's your choice" she said, her voice ringing in his ears.
Was it ever my choice? he thought over choking tears.
She started with I'm leaving you, what choice is there in that?
So why does she hate him more for wanting her back?
He sits there lost and confused. He's lonely and afraid.
Now he knows how she felt everytime he walked away.
Now his pleas mean nothing when they reach her ears.
He would never repeat his mistakes from those fragile years.
He knows he is in love with her, but he realized it too late.
Now that he is ready she wont give him the time of day.
So he breaks, his wishes turn for death and he locks himself away.
She has never been happier, but what of him and his fate?
When he tries to move on, it seems to no avail.
Is it not to late for him, tortured in Nightmares?
Every step he takes in misbelief and disoray.
"It's your choice" she said, her voice ringing in his ears.
Was it ever my choice? he thought over choking tears.
She started with I'm leaving you, what choice is there in that?
So why does she hate him more for wanting her back?
He sits there lost and confused. He's lonely and afraid.
Now he knows how she felt everytime he walked away.
Now his pleas mean nothing when they reach her ears.
He would never repeat his mistakes from those fragile years.
He knows he is in love with her, but he realized it too late.
Now that he is ready she wont give him the time of day.
So he breaks, his wishes turn for death and he locks himself away.
She has never been happier, but what of him and his fate?
When he tries to move on, it seems to no avail.
Is it not to late for him, tortured in Nightmares?
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