It took you so long to understand And now that you do, it's too late.
It took you too long to know what I had With someone who you are determined to hate.
You don't even know that I speak to you now, Or that these words should apply.
I'm not sure if I mean them but here they are - It takes so much more work to just lie.
I would give a lot to say what I can't, Or forget what you so wish I could.
Maybe you don't wish but I'll never know - It's too late because you never understood.
And so I'll never ask what you do or don't want To be running around in my brain.
All I know now is it doesn't matter, but still - It would have been nice to be spared that much pain.
This is old, written a few years ago; the feelings behind it have since become obsolete. But, I am posting it here - and I still like it because - I enjoy the flow and pacing of it, though I can't name the style (if there is one). If nothing else I think it has potential, and I like that about it.