hidden behind these carved letters

untitled #6

I guess that's where it's supposed to end
the ending point; the full stop; the finale
I don't want us to part nor unlove each other
but what's going on between us isn't going well
we always end up hurting each other
wanting nothing else but melancholia
craving for more pain and less euphoria
oh so ironic—when we used to be so in love;