Too Late

A memory is all you are to me
or should i say regret
you live in my dreams almost constantly
re-living dreams i cannot forget
the look the stare i feel the weight
i should of made my move when i had the chance
now i wonder is it all too late
is it just a hopeless untouched romance?

by SARAH A. STRUSZCZYK

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