leaning backward

That man… Could do nothing, Cold at heart, Missing her, Could only stare at her picture, Haul, Hold every breathe, Not to touch her. Far away so close. That woman… Think that he’s sweet, Care for her, Think of him one-two times, Left the memory behind, Obstruct, Wish him happiness, He is too little too late. It is okay to miss someone. It is not okay when you have someone, then start missin’ someone else. He doesn’t wish to be the oddball. She doesn’t wish to pretend to be who she is not. She is letting him go. He started to miss her. She doesn’t wish this wind. He thinks it’s a hurricane. He’s been longing for her, wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. She thinks it’s a bit too late. She loves the other guy, not him, no more. She could only stare at the screen, say nothing, but good bye in her heart. She turns at her back, hold his hands. They leave the memory behind. He could only stare,,,at their picture,,,feel the pain in heart. Try to capture every moment…but it’s too late. He is always a second too late