Is it too late for us?
Is time really up for us?
They keep saying time heals a broken heart, not this one.
Is it too late to try?
If we made time to try?
They say people in love need to spend quality time together.
Is it too late for love?
Or is it time for love?
Because I fear on my dying day, my one regret, is that I didn’t love you enough.
This little post was inspired by my ex-flatmate Jack. You know the story. But it was also my response to to the picture from FANDANGO’S FLASH FICTION CHALLENGE: