The End Is Here

So this is how it ends, there’s nothing left—

Your smile is a memory that I wish to see again,

But here we stand at the end of time—

The moments the tore us apart still remain.

And now we start the rest of our lives,

What I wouldn’t give to hear your voice.

Moving forward brings about great despair—

I’ll forever relive my lack of choice.

There is a chance we may never meet

I’ll surely die if you are not near—

I’m haunted by the words I haven’t said,

Change brings about my greatest fear.

      DannYetman

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