Hour 6 The End

Write a poem about something ending. It could be a relationship, a stage in life, or the apocalypse. The details are up to you.

 

And so this is how it ends
The discomfort, the fake smiles, the awkward conversation
Or lack of
The words aren’t there anymore
They don’t flow
They don’t come easily
Each one is measured
Deliberated over
To make sure nothing offends

So this is how it ends
Strangers who once entertained each other
Shared meals
Shared secrets
Fears
Life
Strangers who once were a lifeline
In times of trouble
Grief
And fun, let’s not forget the fun

This is how it ends
With the distance far greater
Than the few inches that separate us
The glazed-over eyes
The pretend call that had to be taken
The not even offered hug
Or fake promise of let’s get together soon
Or worse still
It was so good to see you

It ends
They walk away
Without looking back
Without a tear
Or regret
Just relief
It’s over
It ends

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