An End

There's nothing and everything to say.

A large part of my life that was dying

anyway now falls quietly away.
We'd been together 3 years and some
odd months.
Now we're parting. With honesty,
both wanting different things.
We're kind to each other, though we
were always kind. Not enough, it isn't enough.
We like each other, though we always
did.
Not enough, it isn't enough.
We love each other, but not enough.
The lily has been placed in the
cooling hands of our love.
The lid closes and we cry, and
we walk separate ways down now very separate paths.
But it has to be a better place doesn't it?.


For Rick February 1998