Poem: 10,441
Yes, I know.
But what else is there?
To stop?
The end came to soon..
To live.
To go on.
Let sadness try to strike me down.
It will have me to deal with.
There will always be an end.
That is part of the contract of life.
But there is also a beginning.
A beginning made from truth.
Then there was you.
Growth and learning.
Gain and loss.
Love and defeat.
Then there was me.
Hesitant with secrets.
Love in your company.
Could not put you first.
Above me.
Before me.
Beside me.
Beneath me.
The end may be near.
Nearer what I hoped.
But there is tomorrow.
And the day beyond.
Yes.
It will end.
For me.
But not tonight.
