It started,
Slightly, slowly, with hiccups,
But, (...long story short...)
It never concluded, in any sense.
None that I understand.
Was that an end?
The end (whatever it is), was it defined by anyone?
No, no one will ever know, not even us.
It was not an end, was it?
May be, end of something,
But
Not of us.
What was it, was that an end?
Can be an end of a small part of the big future I see together (just me?), Not sure.
Without you,
It's not complete,
It is not sufficient.
Talking about me,
Or my life?
Or my future?
I am not sure.
Can never be.
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