The End

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So

I suppose

This shall be the end of us.

The end of you

The end of me

The end of all

We thought would be.

Our memories will play out

In your rear view mirror

As you pull away

From the life that almost was.

Will you notice them,

Commit them to the back of your mind,

Or simply cast them aside?

When spring comes next year,

If you've found another girl,

You can do anything and everything with her

Even if you did it with me.

Just dont let her sit with you

Beneath the cherry tree we planted

When it's in bloom.

And don't kiss her in that place

Where you once gave me my first

And said you'll love me forever.

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