It's hard to dwell on the idea that, in fact, it is over
After so long, the thought of us being separate beings once more was laughable
When I laughed, you laughed
When you cried, I cried
We thought for each other, we fought for each other
We were each other
And as I am forced to give back your things, it feels terminal, the fate of our relationship
Before, I felt as if this was just temporary
Our love was just under construction
But now I see that this is not so
Demolition crews have now moved in
To destroy all hope of repair
To eliminate all evidence of past events
To annihilate all memories