leaving.

FIFTY

he asked for reasons to stay,
all you could give him were
excuses.

JEOPARDIZE

it’s too late to save this one.
we gave a pretty life all we could
afford. now there’s nothing to regret
on the cold nights you spend alone.

YOUTH

we’re far too young for our own good,
traveling skylines, scribbling goodbye
notes like a written apology might
save us.

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