By on July 22, 2014.

The last chance, the last wait, the last pause, the last date

The last look, the last touch, the last kiss, it’s all too much

The last dance, you and me, witness by this very tree


The last breath, the last word, the last goodbye, the last thing heard

The last time, the last taste, the last moment, all gone to waste

The last twist, you and me, witnessed by this very tree


The wish, the last night, the last detail, the last fight

The last button, the last rip, the last bite upon my lip

The last fuck, you and me, witnessed by this very tree


The last slice, the last lick, the last reason, the last trick

The last full stop, the last ending, the last payment and nothing pending

The last tear, you and me, witnessed by this very tree


Now I come here, all alone, and gather up those memories sown

Reliving each and every one until by my touch I am undone

And all that’s left of what we were is mourned by me at this the last tree.

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