sad endings
they're gut wrenching
they're uncoventional
they open old wounds
they're real
I like to say that most stories begin
with celebratory songs and fun
opening numbers and a wondrous production
it's enchanting and it's filled with
hands holding and locked eyes
you've never seen me as I lived
the life I aspired to be
I flew and flew so high
but I've heard your jazz playing
all the time
even when I'm asleep
I hear it when I'm walking
it says goodbye
my heart it remembers
my head nods
life moves on
it never stops for me
it never stops for you
for us
I wonder about the what ifs
I have grown so imaginative
you see it, too, don't you?
our ending was sad
but it was perfect
for reasons that we've learned
I learned a lot
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