It's Too Late

It’s too late to look back and think what might’ve of been if…. 
You would’ve wiped my tears away when you were the reason why I was crying 
You would’ve called simply to ask how my day was or just to say I love you 
Or even if that dreadful day in May never occurred 

But it’s just too late to think about spending the rest of our lives together 
Or to forget everything that was sacrificed simply just to be with you 
All the tears, all the respect, all of everything that was given to you 
Anything that was unappreciated and never recognized 

And it hurts to know it’s just too late to go back and make things work 
Too late to express your undying love, or never-ending support 
Because there were chances you never took to tell me you needed me 
And now its just too late…..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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