there is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends.
in the beginning, i knew it would end.
it would end like everything else.
i reminded myself of that,
pounding in the clichés,
all good things must come to an end.
years end,
relationships end,
lives end,
things just end,
and in the general scheme of these things,
this inevitable end was nothing.
nothing but a little heartache
and the memory of laughter and being side by side.
and although it would end,
the memories would never fade away unless you forget about them,
and the bond would never break unless you let it.
so the end wasn't that scary, really.
but I LET THAT MOTHAFUCKING BOND BREAK BECAUSE IT TURNS OUT I WAS ATTACHED TO A COMPLETE DICK.
and in the end, sometimes i wish it never began.
(actually all the time. should've just ignored his annoying ass.)
author's note this poem is a HOT MESS lol. i guess i started writing it in august about this boy and never finished it. i wrote up until "but" (right before all caps) and had the last line planned out (the line between all caps and the parentheses). i forgot about this poem until recently and kinda like the little bit that i wrote, but didn't feel like finishing it in a decent manner because i sort of hate the boy that it's about. no point trying to refeel the things i was feeling 10 months ago, ya know? so i took a different route. enjoy.
