She sits at your side-
hands laced into one.
unknown if we will lose 0 or 2,
the night is unwelcome,
a beast that never sleeps.
Slowly it may grasp you,
fading opposite the rising sun
-i hope.
you said you feel warm.
you said you like the big blanket
maybe these will be the last of your words,
no I loves you,
no goodbyes,
that's not you're style,
that is not you.
I hope his grip is strong.
It may be the final one you hold.
I hope the last kiss-
frail.
passionate.
a goodbye.
is nothing like the first-
strong.
loving.
a hello.
of course I am no teller of fates,
but-
tonight I feel was a goodbye,
a goodbye truly you
simple.
I will never get over how simple-
curt.
fewer words have hardly been spoken-
last.
You said you feel warm.
You said you like the big blanket.
You said the facilities were nice.
All I heard was,
It would be okay to die here.
It would be okay to say goodbye here.
All I heard was goodbye.