this is the beginning. remembering dates and times,
the clothes i was wearing.
small lies (not worth telling).
and if that’s the beginning, this is the end
of going over things too familiar
no more repeating entire conversations
(smiles and pauses included).
this is the end!
here from the beginning.
wrapped around my heart.
mine to cherish.
mine to keep hidden.
but this is the end of small pointless lies.
and this is the end of smiles and pauses.
this is the end.
live carelessly, with wine flowing like water!
and happiness endlessly.