it is with too many firsts
late night calls
no searching on what you were
your behaviours
your past relations and like
it was heart beatings at first sight
considering it was the pioneer days
composed a lot about you
through you was a journey of self discovery
of how creativity flowed
grateful will be about that
then out of the blues an event occurred
confusion ringed to silence from this end
returning back to you later on
you discover that it is spilled milk
it cannot be drunk again
to those episodes of relaxations
to those episodes of hyped energy
the bell has ringed
showcasing an end to a lesson
on a relationship
it awaits a bye bye
the love is still there
but for what need
holding on is being stupid
moving on is the way to go
and so the break up begins
tide to tide
or is this wrong
and there is hope
that it is tender like glasses
and with attentiveness and care
it is to be handled so
perhaps yes or perhaps not
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