I don't think I will ever see your face again
The last goodbye you uttered is your final word to me
Let us be honest, this is the end
So, I will acquiesce...and just let you be
But I ask you kindly, please
During this epoch, don't come knocking at my door
I am preparing to take these emotions, the one's for you, and freeze
Take this relationship, tuck it up tightly, while vanquishing it to the bottom drawer
Never to be seen again
United by one moon, yet we are billions of stars away
As a result, my fragile heart has become more confined and enchained
Today is/was the last time we will speak, and that day was today
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