It’s Too Late
A conversation — fiction
He: You were crying.
She: yeah that’s right.
He: You were missing me.
She: yeah that’s right too.
He: You wanted me back,
She: yeah I know that.
He: You used to say, you love me.
She: yeah and also I meant that.
He: I’m sorry.
She: I had already forgiven you.
He: But I never said SORRY.
She: Don’t worry.
He: Are you fine?
She: I’m great.
He: Now, I’m back.
She: What do you mean by that?
He: Hold me back.
She: Now you can go back.
He: I know I was wrong and I’m sorry for that.
She: You are late. I had already gone.
He: Trying to stop her.
He opens his eyes and realized it was a dream…