having the last word is rarely as sweet as they say what is seen as triumph goes out with a wheeze no ends are tied no resolutions reached not even a goodbye unfathomable that it will be the last you hear from me a limp excuse of a parting gift many poems written in honor of you meaning nothing now unable to speak again separation so quick painless and agonizing nary a farewell a question an answer βalright, thank youβ
cool back from the dead after like almost a year and its abreak up poem. its about the same person who all those love poems are about haha....its not so easy to look at those now but i dont plan to deprive people of them