YOU ARE READING clocks Poetry this was the night where i came to think and surrender clocks 809 38 1 by sspeak by sspeak Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story there is no time to say i can't love you anymore but there is an infinity of instances where i could have said i'm sorry. it's early and it's late. i'm sorry.