The end

This is the end.

This is the end of us.

It happened rather suddenly –

A chat without much fuss.

I’m at a loss,

And full of pain.

A heart of pressure

Aboard a plane.

I drink my tea,

My seatbelt locked

How could this be,

Turbulence and shock

We barely fought –

We just gave up.

Our restless sort –

And empty cup.

These silent days

And nights alone

A sadness plays

Plays with his phone.

Split now in halves.

And sorry for what became –

Our loveless paths,

Will never be the same.

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