Hearts resting
in her ears,
her shining blue eyes
awash with tears,
regarding me
with just one look
that says more
than a 100 page book...
Sorry
her eyes say,
sorry
it had to be this way,
sorry,
I know I should have told you,
sorry
that what I said wasn't true,
sorry,
for the way I misled you
I'm just so sorry...
what can I do
to make it up to you?
But even as I look at her
her face pleading with mine,
I know that it doesn't make any difference
because we've ran out of time.