TOO LATE

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Too Late

I thought of you today
I think of you every day
In the morning when I wake
At midday, during the drive home
In the evening, all alone
At bedtime, in the middle of the night

My skin goes hot, my heart beats faster
My head feels too light
Hopelessness, despair, sadness
Surround my soul
Knowing that the best part of me
Is out of reach

I ache for the loss
Yearn for a new beginning
Pray with the fervor of a demented
Lost soul

A FOOL!