in the end it didnt matter
not the time i spent with you
not the lengths i went to make your day
not the money i spent
none of it mattered
but what hurt the most
was you not giving me a reason why
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning and the Inevitable End
PoetryEverything life is. Messy, unorganized. Never knowing how it happens or where you will end up.
Hurting
in the end it didnt matter
not the time i spent with you
not the lengths i went to make your day
not the money i spent
none of it mattered
but what hurt the most
was you not giving me a reason why