Pack it Up

poetry

it’s time to go
our seperate ways
and leave the room
that we have shared;
the dream was nice
and it was fun
to live together
as if we were one,
but the weekend’s gone
and we now see
that the time has come
for us to leave;
so pack the bags
and load the car
and whatever you do
don’t say a word,
but let us go
on our own ways
and let us pretend
that our lives are still one
although deep inside,
we know the truth,
just as we know the lies
that we tell ourselves.

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