The End.

"You are not a terrible person for wanting to break up with someone you love. You don’t need a reason to leave. Wanting to leave is enough. Leaving doesn’t mean you’re incapable of real love or that you’ll never love anyone else again. It doesn’t mean you’re morally bankrupt or psychologically demented or a nymphomaniac. It means you wish to change the terms of one particular relationship. That’s all. Be brave enough to break your own heart."

-http://therumpus.net/2011/02/dear-sugar-the-rumpus-advice-column-64/

Heaps.

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking
Feeling

Spin me round again
And rub my eyes
This can't be happening
When busy streets
A mess with people would stop to hold
their heads heavy

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years
They were here first

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover
The sweeping insensitivity of this
still life

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machines
(Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears
They were here first.