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.