Too Late

The Poets' Garret

The Poets’ Garret


Rapid fingers quickly say ‘I miss you’
Instant messages because I miss you
Oh without you my heart is turning blue
Silence after too many heated words
How I regret saying those hurtful words
And forgiveness has flown south with the birds
But how many ways can sorry be said
Often sorry is all that I have said
Now I see only emptiness instead
And I can’t let go or get over it
I’m in love and I can’t get over it
Too late for us now as our worlds have split
And through all this pain I do understand
I caused your pain and now I understand

©JG Farmer 2015

Form: Blues Sonnet – Registered & Protected  I5XI-DKJL-ZANR-QMQH


About Jez Farmer

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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