Too Late

"Hello beautiful,
How are you today?"
That is what,
I really want to say.

I see her sitting there,
Sipping her coffee.
I just wish she would look up,
And finally see me.

She's so amazing,
And I'm so lame.
I see her all the time,
But I don't even know her name.

Would she like me?
Could we be?
Will it happen?
We'll have to wait and see.

Then one day,
At the coffee shop.
I don't her there,
And my heart does stop.

Is she OK?
Am I obsessed?
Am I crazy?
A creepy pest?

Days go by,
And she is nowhere to be seen.
Am I in love,
Or just overly keen?

I start to worry,
Where did she go?
Beautiful girl...
I love you so.

Then I read,
In the paper that day.
A girl got hit,
While on her way.

It is my beauty,
My heart does sink.
I stop in my tracks,
I can not think.

And then it's over,
My love is gone forever.
No more fantasies,
About being together.

I wish I had said something,
And made it all true.
Beautiful girl...
I fell in love with you