End

What is this? Is this finally the end?
Was it hard for you to finally come to terms? To send
A message telling me it is over?
I am not coming to terms with it. I am a simp for love and a LOVER

I am sitting in a taxi. HOTFLUSHES!
Tears wants to fall, but the taxi driver rushes
rushes to get me to a comfort space, HOME.
I wanted to build one with you, but there’s only one HOME.

And that’s where my heart is, with my MOTHER
She brings me comfort like no other.
GOOD FOR YOU,
ending what broke you. xxxxx

But for me , what broke me was THE END.
I could have had a lover till the end, but you want a friend.

Vernique Mapaling
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