It is the final day, and
A long drive –
Miles eclipsing miles as the road
Carries on twisting itself into
Inescapable knots, dumping the sound,
This life into narrower straits for
One, final rendezvous.
The words eek out,
Balancing between worried tears,
To say the simple things:
I’m going to miss you.
But, it’s understood that the staunch,
Irreplaceable feelings bare too much
To unravel because, as you know,
Life must go on.