Years Too Late
It's
Harder
To admit
Than continue
The charade
It's easier to
Stay alive
Then
Let die
What once was
Too deep
And
Too late
Sleeping
In beds
That are no
Longer mine
I want to
Wake up
When it's
Over
But each
Day
And dream
Repeats
Years late
And to say
Love
Too soon
It will
Pass
She will
Pass
This will
Pass
One day
Someday
Birthmas
Birthdays
Holidays
Grey lines
Intersecting
Dots
And
Lives
Crossed
Over
Drinks
Shared
Calls
Answered
And
Presents
Received
New Years
Resolutions
To start
Stop
Or just
quit
Her
Too late
Too much
Too soon
Too short
Holidays and
Birthdays
Spent
Alone
But together
For the
Farthest distance
Is from
The head
To the heart
Over Soon
Hidden
Bars
For
Hidden
Feelings
Last sips
Of beer
Too many
Sours, IPA's
My mind
Wanders
Watching
Her talk
Watching
Me listen
The sobering
Moment when
My tab
States
Too much
As I sign
Tipping
Twenty two
Percent
Her hand
On my lap
Twirling
Her finger
Up and down
Grabbing
Coats
Jackets
Hesitation
And that beer
Glass
Opening doors
While closing
Opportunity
Walking to cars
Tugs
Pulls
And kisses
To come
Home
All
declined
Regretfully
It might
Be over
Soon
Capitalism
Walking her
Home
Car doors
Separating
Lives
And true
Loves
Good bye
Kisses
For now
Hopefully
Not
Forever
Younger
Older
But the
Same aging
Heart
For her
As for him
Doors shut
The
Other side
Of
The glass
Glass windows
To see
The
Unseen
From him
The
Unseen
From her
Capitalism
Is opening the door
Inviting
Him in
Inviting
Her home
But
For now
Unrealized
With
Nothing
To gain
But
Everything
To lose
Soft Shock
Two plane
Seats up
And a weekend
Away
Of lies
Deceit
Or love
Last chance
Getaways
On life
Miles used
Mileage runs
Difference
Of opinion
Difference
Of love
And lust
I can't trust
My heart
Or her
Weekend
Trips
Lifestyles
And those
Dreams
I wished
Upon
Waking up
In hotel beds
Rooms
Bigger
Than
Worth
Hands held
Legs tangled
And lips
Sealed
Weekends
Away
Spent
Together
Forgetting the
Time
The day
Just don't
Leave me
