I'm early and you're late

You ask if I'm busy and I still complicate
You point that I'm grumpy and I fear my fate
You know how it is and I can relate
You insist I'm early but you're too late

You see auras and colors
I see long roads and sorrows
I pretend there are no tomorrows
and your shine I can't borrow.

You wake up with the sun
but this time love you missed the fun
you got here when I'd already had my run
The amount of chances are none

I hope I'll catch up next time
With no more disaster to rhyme
And you, keep it together in the meantime
Until you see the one who you'll call mine.