You Cried Too Late for Me

But you waited for the silence to say what love was for.
I wore my pride like it was armor,
You wore your distance like a shield.
We both stood there in the same room, refusing to feel.
I had things I should've told you,
You had roads you chose to take.
Somewhere in between the living, we made a quiet break.
And time kept moving like it always does,
It never asked who it would leave behind.
You cried too late for me,