It’s too late.

we’re locked inside ourselves.

Separately, we defined our love with less

It took our toll; you should be with me


The sacred plans

The getaways

The time we shared

It made to stay

Splendidly, gracefully


And so we

Make time

To distance ourselves

This time It’s mine

And no one else


You said today; you knew exactly what this was

I had a heart ripped and curled

I was in love; it was so real

You should be with me; I’m changing


You made time, to go back to your world

Leaving me a mistress unfurled

Waiting for the next time

You cross the line.


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