I was completely stunned.
We just went our separate ways.
A simple goodbye did it.
You didn't turn around.
It ended with a "Perhaps it's
for the best" cliché in my head.
I was doing rather well.
So near to deliverance.
Then, I remembered.
"I turned around."
And so, the cycle went on again.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
I was completely stunned.
We just went our separate ways.
A simple goodbye did it.
You didn't turn around.
It ended with a "Perhaps it's
for the best" cliché in my head.
I was doing rather well.
So near to deliverance.
Then, I remembered.
"I turned around."
And so, the cycle went on again.
Admit it. There are days you wish it's not over. (Or that's just my dilemma?)
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