• Someday, we will see a the end
    Someday, we will close the book
    And shove it in a shelf never to be read again
    A final chapter, to a horribly cliche book
    What I pray, deeply with all my being
    Is that when this chapter ends
    Where no other chapter may begin
    I pray you will read it with me
    I pray to hold your hand that day
    And for one last time
    We will hold our sentience against eachother
    Scared of the beyond which possesses no future
    Only causing our last feeling, loving eachothers company
    And bid goodbye, as one being