Sad Poems

To little to late

There was a boy who got hired where I work

He wore leather jackets and tattoos littered his arms

And he showed up late every day with the smell of cigarettes lingering on him

But I thought he was perfect

So I just stared at him

Wishing I knew the word to say

And one day he didn't show up

Or for the week after that

And one my boss called me in and told what had happened

there was a note for his parents, one for his friends.

And one for the girl he worked with

Saying "I'm sorry I never said anything but you were too perfect for me to form words"

And as I close my eye a few tears escaping all I can think is

I was too little too late