Time is so relative
It's always here and there

Running late to work and school
Yet barely anywhere

Is it to late to say I love you?
And is it to late to say I care?

You are my past, my present and my future
Like time, you are everywhere

In my hopes, my dreams, and in between

My love for you is infinite

But like jobs, and dogs and having to clean
Off track I often get

Is it to late to say I'm sorry ?
For becoming so easily distracted

Seemingly unappreciative
And often over reactive

Is it to late to say I'm sorry?
For wanting time to catch up

When all I have in front of me
Is all I ever Want