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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Relationship · #2222712
a reflection of a young relationship
The END


Welcome to the end.

Everything is in the wind

I've burnt the pages

The texts

The drawings

The simple words in my mind.


We've run the race

It's been five years since the start

The green light was a sign of hope and stupidity

Hold my hand and drive like hell

Run

Run

Run

Ignore the flashing lights

They can't catch us

Young and dumber than yesterday

They'll buy the ignorance

Won't they?

Just see my smile and hear my laugh

Free at last

Love me now.


The second wind

A year in

The first fights and signs of dissent

Brush it off

Who cares?

Apologies and frantic kisses

Lips on my jaw, my ankles, my heart

Bandaids that weren't bandaids

No, they were stitches that didn't take

But ignore the wound

Move on

We're in love after all

Just see my face, my body, and all my brokenness

Take pity, my love

I'm cracked.

Fractured.

Take care of me.

Fix me.


The halfway point

A milestone

The meter is in the red now

Commitment that has morphed into value

Too rich to give up

Too poor to doubt

Looking beyond was an empty promise

Too painful to think about

Let's just pretend it's not there

The end is just an illusion

So in the meantime...

Just punch it, babe.

All the way to the floor

We're in it to win it, right?

We were fools.


I see the checkered flag

It waves like a taunt

A pathetic celebration of freedom

Last gear babe

Can't you see it?

We've run out of steam

The tank is empty, honey

We're not gaining ground

We're slowing down

The weight of anger

Betrayal

And that goddamn noose


You owe me

Owe me

Owe ME

OWE ME

GIVE IT TO ME
GIVE ME WHAT I AM OWED

JUST STOP TALKING

STOP CRYING

STOP BEING


YOU.


Be me.


Listen to me

I am right

You're lost

You're not you anymore

You're just a shadow

You've run off with another

He doesn't love you like me

Hear it from the people who...


"Love" you.


Love me.

I'm all you need.

Just

Just

Just


No, be you.

I love you for you.


Wait, what?


I love you for who I want you to be.

Futures, right?

Be the future us.

The future you.

Yeah, that you.

Not old you.


FUCK

JUST BE YOU, OKAY?

No, wait

I didn't mean it like that

Just be you.

Whatever you you want to be

But please

Not that you.


The finish line.

It's here now, honey

We're running on fumes

But the car has given out

It will never run again

At least not the way it once did

What's our time?

Is it good?

Is the track record clean?

Ha!

No.

Turn in your tickets now.

Here's your score

Oops.

A bad performance.

Maybe it's time to throw in the towel

Leave the oil where it lies

The broken parts aren't made anymore

Perhaps it's time to buy a new car

Right?

I'm sorry.


The replay

Wow, what a ride.

Exhilarating lust

A flame from the tailpipe

The roar of a healthy motor

Comfortable seats

Buckled in and ready

But the crash

So unexpected

A collision of a different kind

Misunderstanding

Misguided

Missing...

The simplicity

The carefree

The unhindered hopes

The days in the breeze now

Ashes.

Burn babe... Burn it all away.


The dusty tape

Five years is a blink.

Blow it off

Play it once

And cry for the smiles

The hope

The laughter that we once had

In that car

Fuck that car

No, love that car

Wait, HATE that car

Ugh, I'm so glad we had that car.

Glue of another kind.

The tape cuts out

It's over.

Cry and cry

Smile at another and put it away

Tuck it in a box.

Pull it out in five years

Be thankful for the lessons

Hope and stupidity

Youth...

Young dreams

Childish games

Race you there and back.

No, one more time.

Wait, I won that time, right?

Put the tape away

Reminisce another day

Just be.


Be me.

I am me.

I am free.

I am everything.


The end

X amount of years

It's been done for a while now

The race ended ages ago

The finish time is still the same

Carry the ticket with me

Remember me.

Remember you.

Remember all the parking lots

The almost family

The difference in kinds

The permanent damage

The first kiss.

The final call

The broken words

The empty promises

The unresolved hurt

It's done.

Write it off.

Drive away now.

Over a horizon and down an unremarkable road.

Choose to be.

Be you.

Trust me,

You're the best as you.

Even in the end.

This is the end.

Burn the tape.



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