I was too late.
I was late so alone she ate.
I was too late to our anniversary.
I was late to say "I'm sorry".
I was too late when she needed me.
I was late as can be.
I was too late and missed my chance.
I was late and now she won't give me a second glance.
I can't blame her because I did lie.
And I feel like shit because I made her cry.
I was never able to put her first.
She finally had enough and burst.
We fought for hours.
Destroying what was ours.
Until there was nothing left of us.
So she packed and left on the bus.
