Too Late

By little-known

I was always late for you
​And I never rushed, never thinking I had to
​Time stalked me like a wasp
But I floated through life as if on a cloud
Thin air masking my mistakes
I was as elusive as life gets
​Time meant nothing 
​And I'm sorry for this
​I'm so sorry for this

I met you on a corner
​Bitter weather battering your cheeks
​Blue eyes sparkling under a mass of dark hair
​You had waited an eternity there
​We drank coffee on a bench
Mapping out the stars
​Until dawn seeped in
​As all thoughts provoked a certain clarity
​You decided it would only ever be me
Always me
​And I'm not sorry

I was late to the airport
​Flying to Naples
​It had been years since you'd seen your family
​No planes for days
So I watched as frost lay like icing over your dream
​We played with silence like a toy for two weeks
​And I'm sorry for this

​The day of your parting
​An hour of snow lay around your feet
A car skidded, you landed on the bonnet
I should of been there
I was at home reading an article
​As your heart beat for the last time at the hospital
I should of been holding your hand, telling you I loved you
​So I missed your departure too
​And I am sorry
​So sorry

​Time is muffled
​Churches like conveyer belts for the dead
As babies join this world
​People leave it
​The hurse shot to the Church like a police car
I imagined blue flashing lights
Saying he is dead, he is dead
​And I am too
I was late to your funeral
​I'm not sorry for this
It was something I couldn't bare to do

​But, were you aware
​The later I was
​The longer I had you
You always calling
Where are you
​Where are you
​The longer you were in this world
Even if I wasn't next to you
The longer I loved you
​The longer I knew you
​The later I was
​The longer you were in this life
Not leaving it
​The longer I had you
​And I'm not sorry for this
​I'll never be sorry for this
 

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Copyright 2014 little-known
Published on Thursday, January 16, 2014.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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