Each Day Too Late Poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira

Each day I see him
And yet I say nothing

Each day we talk to eachother
And yet I still say nothing

I don't speak the words that I long to
I keep them resounding in my head
Hoping those words will wither

He looks at me each day
In that same loving way
And I don not say anything at all

I sit back and watch him
And Again I fall
I need say it, I have to tell him
Tell him I love him

And when I finally do
It's a little too late
As he walks up to me with his beautiful date