The Agony of the End
Monday, February 09, 2009
From the beginning, I knew it would end.
Yet I endured through the highs and lows.
At times I laughed; at times I cried;
but I was always faithful through it all.
The journey brought me comfort;
the unyielding loyalty gave me peace.
I could just shut down and avoid the pain.
But I can't. I mustn't.
I do it all the time: it begins with a flirty glance,
and I let destiny takes its course.
I don't believe in destiny,
but nothing is left to chance.
The anxiety is unbearable now.
So much coming to an end, and I know it ends.
But tomorrow, I can do it all over again.
(My ode the last page of a book.)