Too Late

I’m wondering.
I’m waiting.
I don’t know where to start.
I want to tell you oh, so much;
All of it from my heart.

But nae for thou art leaving.
Thou hath no time to spare.
You kiss her pale lips
And wish us both a fond farewell.

I’d hoped to say I love thee.
That thou hath won my heart.
But for now and for eternity,
Thou hath had to go and part.

Thine heart’s forever beating.
I hear it in my head.
That woeful sound repeating
Inside the heart I mend.