I should've told you sooner
that I hate you,
but I was busy.
I was out getting a life,
trying to purge you from mine.
I was out moving on
to maturity, amusement, and love.
I should've told you sooner
that I am over you,
but I was busy.
I was working hard
at getting more energy
to replace what you
sucked out of me.
I should've told you sooner
that I pity you,
but I was busy.
I feel bad that you can't see
the great life that you had
that you just threw away
for the chance of something new.
I should've told you sooner
that I'm still in love with you,
but I was busy.
I was denying it,
pretending that it could go away
but knowing deep down
that it never would.
I should've told you sooner.
I should've told you sooner.
There are so many things
I should've told you sooner.
But I was busy,
and now it's too late.
You're gone.
...forever.
(RIP)
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Title option: "I should've told you sooner, but I forgot"
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Again, sensing a powerful force within - putting the likes of this to a page. Having a hard time Believing your age!
Really quite wowed,
~ Jan ~
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wow... nicely penned my friend. this is indeed very deep and very sentimental... great job!
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