A Response

Her response felt strange,

strange yet true,

true yet bitter,

bitter yet right.

"Its too late now" she declared unwilling to change our plight.

"Where were you when I needed someone more than a friend?" she asked

"I was there hidden under the shadows, knowing you will find someone better" I replied.

"Why did you fall for me so late"? 

Little did she know that I had fallen for her at a time,

when she was just a friend as we spoke over the phone late into the night,

as we shared our dreams, and of the things that gave us a fright.

I had fallen for her when she cried to me of the man who broke her heart,

who shattered her faith, and tore her innocence apart.

I had fallen for her when she radiated a warmth, that can leave scarred hearts amend

what a fool I had been to treat her just as a friend !

I bottled my emotions too scared to uncork,

as I rubbished every song I listened to that reminded me of her,

I looked the other way, as she conversed with her eyes that gave out a spark.

I was a shoulder to lean on, when I should have been the hand that held her tight.

I gave her words of comfort, when I could have been the lips that kissed  and told her "Everything will be all right".

When the boundary had been crossed, when the barrier had finally been broken,

I ran towards the shore only to find that she had sailed away.

Away into the sunset.