Too Late

by Irma Benavides   Apr 18, 2006


I wake up everyday
thinking about how we could have been together
the thought of not telling you how I felt
will haunt me for the rest of my life
but by the time I was gonna tell you
you were with someone else
I waited too long
and now it was too late
I’ll have to live with that
for the rest of my life
so until that day comes
I love you and good-bye.

7-25-04

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