the end
it's not the end of love that hurts,
but the end of everything
the monopoly game
we never finished
the stars we never named together
and all the places
we never touched
the dreams we spoke of
the plans we made
and all that we envisioned
that never came to be
the hearts that joined
the hands that held
the love that fell
and, having fallen,
shattered
how tiny are these pieces
we may never fit together
no,
it's not the end
of love that hurts
but the end of everything
but the end of everything
the monopoly game
we never finished
the stars we never named together
and all the places
we never touched
the dreams we spoke of
the plans we made
and all that we envisioned
that never came to be
the hearts that joined
the hands that held
the love that fell
and, having fallen,
shattered
how tiny are these pieces
we may never fit together
no,
it's not the end
of love that hurts
but the end of everything
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