Too Late
I truly am grateful for your happiness and joy
although that much is true,
witnessing your new and blooming love...
it summons within me terrible pain

only time has passed,
we, both, have changed
even so, I only now have come to realize
my feelings for you, have remained the same

I'm alone with Misery
holed up, in a large and wispy cloud of gloom
will I, be able to collect the pieces of my remains
and like a puzzle, piece by piece, be whole again?

no one is in pursuit of me,
much less, seeking for my love
there's only a cracking & empty shell left of me
how much longer must I endure for this love...

the heart-wrenching pain in my chest
Oh, how I wish to soothe it so!
such feeling is implacable & demanding
for hours, days, without end...in bed I lay awake
Waiting

Foe, I am not
Friend, I can be
Lover, I wish to truly be
Fear me not my friend,
For I am only pain & agony upon two feet

I expect nothing in return,
and yet I want it all
I only wish to convey to thee,
I will be here after the fall

Forgive me, I know this, to be poor timing