Last Days

We spent our last day together laughing at cat videos on the internet hoping that our laughter would silence our silent screams hoping that we'd both believe that we're crying because we laughed so hard and not because of the reason neither of us want to acknowledge We spent our last day together exchanging favorite books both of us secretly hoping that the pages would translate how we really feel about each other We spent our last day together playing a spirited game of scrabble hoping that we get the right letters to perfectly spell the words we have always wanted to say but couldn't We spent our last day together playing truth or dare but we stopped midway because we both know we're too honest and too daring for such a childish game We spent our last day together sitting on a park bench watching different people guessing their life stories we both stared in wonder at the falling leaves of autumn that seemed to signify an end of an era the end of an ending We spent our last day together at that coffee shop where we first met ordering the same coffee; exactly like how we got into talking the first time we laughed in awe of the deja vu we just experienced leaving the barista confused and thinking we're crazy We spent our last day together back to that place you hate so much You didn't want to end things there and neither do I but we promised we'd be back by six We spent our last day together listening to the clock tick by and the machines hum they sounded like some sick orchestra I made a joke about it but you didn't laugh instead you kept looking out the window and you never looked at me since You spent our last day together sleeping and just like that you never woke up I spend our last day together watching cat videos by myself without laughing reading the book you gave me over and over and over again playing scrabble and losing to myself trying truth or dare but i just play dare because I just couldn't handle the truth I spend our last day together watching people out in the park who probably don't give two shits about my life story I spend our last day together always leaving the barista confused about why i keep coming back ordering two cups of the same kind of coffee and then leaving the other one untouched when I leave I spend our last day together every single day because i could never have a last day with you until the day i sleep and never wake up just like you

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