Late.

I wrote this after I lost my best friend. She didn't die, but she ended our friendship after about 7 years. Enjoy.

Is it too late

To ask you why?

Is it too late

To explain myself?

Is it too late

To make you understand

The reasons I did

What I did?

 

Please don't tell me

That I'm too late

To save your shattered soul

And heal your broken heart.

 

Are my efforts futile

In my struggle

To make you see

What you'll miss?

 

Will you try

To tell me I'm late?

Well, you're too late.

I've moved on because

 

I was too late to see

That I was the one

That needed saving.

Reviews

[cfix]

This is sad but so well expressed,
Once again loved the last stanza.
This is very well written...you have talent.

[Miele1228]

Losing people sucks. It's never easy, but you will always have others there to help you keep going(:

[Lucy Green]

I know that feeling and you displayed everything perfectly. And same as Aisha, I love how it flipped.

[Aisha]

I really like the last stanza, how the entire poem completely flipped. The only thing I would suggest (and this is just me being nitpicky) is that you don't need to capitalize every new line. Maybe it's just me, but I think the poem would be better, somehow, that way.