End

So here

Is where

it Ends.

I never thought it would come so soon.

Often, I imagine the infinite.

But I am a fool, I know.

Too often, I get caught in the web

of thinking everything won't change.

But it does.

I can't help that.

So it's over, then?

How did it all happen?

I wish that I had more words to escape me.

But I never understood

people.

I don't think I ever will.

Please hear me.

Don't let me go.

When I think of how I find myself here now,

I can only say that this is the infinite.

This

Is the perpetual cycle of change.

It'd be better,

if I could remove myself from the equation.

I am the stillness.

I am the silence.

I do not move

and I am not called unless I need to.

I only begin and end.

That is my purpose.

I cannot define another.

So here is

an end.

To feelings, to soul,

To love,

To it all.