TOO LATE

TOO LATE:

finally, he spoke words of love
What she craved to hear all this time
His tears were unspoken words.
That was falling freely tonight.
But she remains silent, her hand frozen
Never raised to dry his tears like before
Her heart cold now, that won’t beat anymore.
He begged her for forgiveness
And asked for a chance
He wished to see her smile, just for once
but he was late than she ever thought of
he promised to meet her soon
but she was just a name now
that was craved in tombstone.