#39 Too Late。

If only you had the heart to know,
The song that I did not sing tonight
Was the one I wrote for you.

In the end it was just a walk away
To start from here is all I could not do,
All you could do is stand and wait.

Even the sun faded and smoke hid
The circle of thoughts vanished
Playing games with relationship.

The phone call came a bit too late,
It was a day of forgiveness, of memories
This time you cannot come back to me.
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