Lil 2 Late Poem by Allysyn Bryant

There's this guy
Real Sweet. Kind. Friendly. Honest.
I like him a lot. And he likes me too.
One Problem.
He's taken. He belongs to someone else.
I was a lil too late
He thinks he loves her
But says I'm always on his mind.
An innocent kiss turns to more
Now were both stuck.
Me, crossed between right asnd wrong
Take him or leave him & forget
Him, between the one he thinks he loves
And the one who makes his head spin
Either way we're a lil late

What's to do? Wait and see? Or leave it be?
My feelings are growing. Common sense is decreasing.
My head says run. My body says have fun.
I'm not sure what to do.
But I know that I'm a little to late.
I guess it's just my fate.
I'm in too deep.
I can't even sleep.
Oh boy, am I lost cause?
Or can I still press pause?

Leave him
Take him
Forget him
Love him

I think I'm a little too late......


July 16,2008