Words I had to die for..

I saw him first, but she was the one he couldn't stop looking at..or so I thought?!

Until one day, he confessed that he had to force himself to stop looking at me. And yet, no matter how hard he tried, his gaze always found its way back.

Oh, the rush of feelings that swept over me when I heard that. He said he couldn't get enough of my voice. I spoke for ten minutes about the most random things, and when I stopped, he apologized.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I couldn't focus on what you were saying. I was too caught up in how beautiful your voice is."

I didn’t know how to react, because it was too late.

Too late for me to know all of this now.

Too hurtful for me to hear it NOW.

Why didn’t you say it when I was alive?