#yearend - Hello Poetry

The year is over, and I know it will take you with it. You’ll leave just as fast as you came, And I’ll fake a smile as I see you for the last time. You won’t tell me it’s the last time, but I’ll know; We both will. We’ll trade small talk like currency we can no longer spend, Careful not to trip over the words "love" or "forever." I’ll watch the way you check the time, a subtle metaphor for leaving, Counting the seconds until you are a ghost I haven't met yet. You’re a season I’m not ready to let go of, But the earth keeps spinning, and I am forced to follow. The year is over, and it will take you with it, Though somehow I’m left behind. It’s a mercy, I suppose—to end while the ink is still wet, Before we had the chance to turn into a tragedy. Yet, I have a thousand conversations saved for a version of you That only exists in my mind. Our "someday" has been traded for "never," And I am left holding a map to a city that was never built. I see the kitchen where we’ll never drink our morning coffee, And the rainy Tuesdays we’ll never spend in bed. I see the movie marathons where I never fall asleep on your shoulder, And the sound of your laugh never echoing in my hallway. It’s a strange kind of funeral for a love that stayed a seed, Buried in the frost of a year that didn’t want us to bloom.

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Mar 24

Mar 24, 2026 at 5:07 PM UTC

sd_nerd27

It's over...

The year is over, and I know it will take you with it. You’ll leave just as fast as you came, And I’ll fake a smile as I see you for the last time. You won’t tell me it’s the last time, but I’ll know; We both will. We’ll trade small talk like currency we can no longer spend, Careful not to trip over the words "love" or "forever." I’ll watch the way you check the time, a subtle metaphor for leaving, Counting the seconds until you are a ghost I haven't met yet. You’re a season I’m not ready to let go of, But the earth keeps spinning, and I am forced to follow. The year is over, and it will take you with it, Though somehow I’m left behind. It’s a mercy, I suppose—to end while the ink is still wet, Before we had the chance to turn into a tragedy. Yet, I have a thousand conversations saved for a version of you That only exists in my mind. Our "someday" has been traded for "never," And I am left holding a map to a city that was never built. I see the kitchen where we’ll never drink our morning coffee, And the rainy Tuesdays we’ll never spend in bed. I see the movie marathons where I never fall asleep on your shoulder, And the sound of your laugh never echoing in my hallway. It’s a strange kind of funeral for a love that stayed a seed, Buried in the frost of a year that didn’t want us to bloom.

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You had been there for 12 months. You gave us happiness You gave us tears in my eyes You gave us sad moments You didn't leave us in any situation, You made us to realize which is wrong and which is right. You made us realize about the humans around us. You taught us everything in this particular period. So much of happiness, So much of pain!!! And, now, it's a time... You want to give a farewell for us. Thank you so much "2019" for everything. Bye bye 2019. We love you❤ Welcome "2020". I hope you'll give us the better experience.

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Dec 25, 2019

Dec 25, 2019 at 7:49 AM UTC

Vinolin

2020

You had been there for 12 months. You gave us happiness You gave us tears in my eyes You gave us sad moments You didn't leave us in any situation, You made us to realize which is wrong and which is right. You made us realize about the humans around us. You taught us everything in this particular period. So much of happiness, So much of pain!!! And, now, it's a time... You want to give a farewell for us. Thank you so much "2019" for everything. Bye bye 2019. We love you❤ Welcome "2020". I hope you'll give us the better experience.

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My teal hair The perfect color A clash from my sea green eyes And ivory skin Attention seeps into my skin I want to change everything Everything about me This year has been a change Let's end it With a bang.

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Sep 25, 2019

Sep 25, 2019 at 4:20 PM UTC

The-Vault-3505

Changing it up:

My teal hair The perfect color A clash from my sea green eyes And ivory skin Attention seeps into my skin I want to change everything Everything about me This year has been a change Let's end it With a bang.

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