let's start at the endMature

Let’s start at the end,
because endings are more important
than beginnings and sometimes there’s
more to be learned in reverse.

You were crying.
Saying, “I’ll do anything,
let me make this better.

But it was not a wound
that needed patching, our love
had grown so jaded it no longer bore resemblance
to affection or companionship.

I tried to tell you.

The End

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