Its Too Late
Fortunate is those who are having boys as their best friends
you can WHISPER secrets to him like your sister
but they won't judge you
now you dance with the rhythm of trouble
when he unveils his heart for you,
you yearn to keep him close
yet you echoed " I don't love him"
On the final day, as you prepare to depart the city
He takes your hand in his,
As you journey through the city,
in a rickshaw brimming life
he suddenly grasps your hand
and in that moment, you realized you loved him
and it's too late.....
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