Friends they were,
They both claimed to care,
They were trying to be neutral and
platonic but
already, he loved her and she loved
him.
Though it was obvious,
They didn’t talk about their feelings.
He was silent, he was dying inside.
She was quiet, she was waiting to
hear him.
She got tired eventually.
The day he decided to talk,
She decided to talk too,
They met as usual,
He didn’t tell her his plans,
She didn’t tell him hers too,
He brought with him flowers.
She brought with her a ring.
‘Let’s start our love story already’ he
said.
With tears in her eyes,
She brought out the ring and said..
‘I waited so long for you, I got tired.
Some one else
proposed to me already’.
He crumbled inside.
‘I’ve always loved you, I…. I’m gon
die without you.’
he said.
‘I’m sorry, I said YES to the one who
gave me this
ring already’. She replied.
She stormed away.
He was a mess and he never
recovered.
He spoke, but it was too late.
Love is never enough,
It never has been,
Timing matters too.
It does a lot